Moonspear pure imagination

Treepie winced a little at the accusation, though only on the inside. Kira didn’t sound like she meant it at all seriously, though Pie deserved the flicker of guilt for that and more. But Kira’s obvious excitement quickly cleared it away as she urged Pie to give her all the details.

Well, it’s pretty new, she began, then trailed off thoughtfully for a few seconds before confessing, So new, I wasn’t entirely sure how to handle myself just now. She gestured at the spot where Kindle had stood just moments before. We’re not mates or anything; we don’t even have labels. We’re just courting.

It seemed important to mention that “just,” even as it tripped clunkily off her tongue. Pie didn’t intend to downplay it, especially since it was one of the most exciting developments in her young life, but she was beginning to realize that she still wasn’t certain exactly how to feel about it all.

So new, she repeated, that I’m not sure what I’m doing, to be honest. Have you ever…

She trailed off again and, this time, stayed mum. From what she could recall, Kira had been fighting for her life up until joining Dawnspear. She probably hadn’t many opportunities for dalliances. Besides, there was something—something quite endearing, now that Pie had noticed it—very innocent about Kira. Even before she could reply, Tiuttuk just knew the answer.