Moonstone Quarry peach or plum or strawberry

The fur on his nape settles back down as relief washes over him. She wasn’t a threat and that meant he didn’t have to run again. He wasn’t sure if that was even a possibility anymore with the tattered shape he was in.

That relief was soon displaced by guilt and a twinge of embarrassment as the weight of his question dawned upon him.

N-no! I didn’t think that! I mean I did for a second but- It’s clear Hyacinth wouldn’t be able to take back his words, so he stopped any attempts with a sigh. Sorry, I’m a bit jumpy. It’s been a rough few days.