Moonspear ^_______^

The gentle woof brought Treepie to a sudden halt. Their chest heaved as they turned their head this way and that way, trying to pinpoint the source of the sound. Their sunny eyes widened when they clapped upon a vaguely familiar face. Pie couldn’t remember his name, though they scampered over to him with the same gleefulness they unleashed on just about everyone.

Instead of stopping and saying hello, Tiuttuk tapped a paw against his nearer foreleg and then pivoted, darting away with a giggle. They glanced over one colorful shoulder, the look on their face and the accompanying raise of their tail inviting him to give chase.