Jade Fern Grove I was wild, chasing stones.

sorry for the wait, figure we can probably wrap this up x:

It was not hard to see that she seemed lulled. Either by the time of night or by his rough story telling. It felt rude to keep pestering her for attention only because he could not sleep.

And I will stay until morning light, if moonlight doesn't return for you. He wondered if she might find his little hint in the words. It would not be awful to have a small nap before dawn and move out when the first sunlight broke through. There has to be a more comfortable place for a moon moth to wait out the clouds. A soft hum as his head turned to look for somewhere.