Moonspear feeling so good right now till we crash and burn somehow.

She made an annoyed sound as he stated the obvious, but it wasn't genuine, and she didn't pull away as he brushed petals from her pelt and then rested his head back down. She also didn't miss the way he lingered, or the traitorous way her stomach fluttered when he did. She'd fallen for, and forced herself to get over, Penn more times than anyone should. I really am crazy.

Especially when she realized he wasn't going to mention it and a part of her was fucking disappointed. She'd mostly been hoping he wouldn't, for obvious reasons, but since that also meant he considered it a casual nothing, she had the audacity to be hurt on some level. Absolutely, beyond reason, crazy.

I'm the blind one, and your first thought was snow? Maybe I should find lunch today. You might bring back a rock thinking it's a rabbit. A few problems with that statement, obviously, but she fired it off with confidence anyway. It was too bad she didn't have her raven friends here or she might have even been able to make good on that offer - she hoped they were doing well, wherever they'd flown off to. Without them, she had a 50/50 shot at either surprising something slow or snagging a bird before it could make a getaway. Anything she had to chase was an absolute no-go if he held her to it, but that didn't mean she wouldn't attempt to show up his frog.