Moonspear confessions should be better planned

As his strides brought him nearer, he slowed up more gradually the closer he came. When he seemed to be received in good enough spirits, Jarilo took that as a good sign, and felt himself easing up even more. His expression relaxed, too, and soon enough he found himself occupying a spot next to the golden-furred fellow. Yeah, sure, his tail waved back and inwardly, he was grateful for the invite; meant less intrusion on his part, so doubts of that dispelled immediately. It is a good view, he observed through a growing smirk as he turned to gesture his snout to the horizon spread wide and vast beyond them.

Do you skywatch often? he asked, curious, or if it was just a side-effect of the heights. They were hard to miss, even to any who didn't make a particular hobby out of it. I'm Jarilo, by the way, he added, toothy-grin matching the words, before his focus could skip on any further ahead of him and the skies above.