Moonspear hear me, hear me brother

Fade for a new one maybe??? <3

Being honored felt like an extreme emotion, but the dark yearling was touched that she felt as much. He did not think that it was an honor to befriend himself, but that Desdemona was being kind to him because of his lineage. She had always been rather straightforward with her answers, at least for the times that Atlas had spoken to her closely. He trusted that she would tell him how she honestly felt without having to persuade her much to share.
 
“How about we grab something to eat? I’ve worked up an appetite with all this fretting.”
 
The inkjet young beast turned to her with gleaming gold eyes and offered a soft smile. Nothing would make him feel more at peace than sharing a meal with his new friend. He hoped that the dutiful woman would feel the same.