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It was easy to get caught up in the rush--and he was quick to welcome the distraction until the play began to wind down. Panting, he slowed up, still swaying his tail with a lingering hint of mischief as he arced back towards her. Understandably, she would take a breath. He was used to thinner air than this.. so he was just having a strange time remembering how to adjust to down here still, though he could cope well.. It was. And you would know where to find me, he gestured back towards the Spear with his muzzle, then re-centered. Don't let me overstay my welcome, he chuffed, shaking his coat a bit to help breeze him out some.

Times have been tough at home.. up there, so it is nice to.. I guess, air out a little, he snickered, even if the phrasing only partially fit. He was trying to keep his mood light and it was hard sometimes. He missed how it was, how he could have that old routine waiting for him with the family intact like he had always known them to be--until now. It is weird to explain. Anyway.. how has it been for you.. and yours? If you still want any company.. the sterling Ostrega said, unsure what his bounds were.. or how companionably she might feel towards his Moonspearian likes.