Moonspear Snack Pack

Sweet…
 
There was something that the dark mountaineer had not been called. For a moment, he’d wondered if she had intended it in a mocking way, but as his gaze trailed her frame and latched onto the joyous wagging of her tail, Atlas realized that she had intended every word.
 
When the girl remarked that he might receive a peculiar look for asking such a question, the young Ostrega smiled faintly and allowed his tail to waver behind him. “He might, or he might be relieved that I’m finally taking an interest in something he can talk about,” the shadow remarked to her fondly. Somehow, the two boys managed to get along quite well despite their differences.