[He holds the pose for a moment longer, closing his eyes contentedly. Her touch once made him recoil, but now he can detect the fondness in it, even appreciation. It's all that he deserves, though he misunderstands its true nature. He is, after all, a prince worth admiring. He can do anything! And he's never been so proud as to refuse instruction. He had to learn swordplay and dance from somewhere, and this is no different. Just another skill to master.]
You and I shall work together. No doubt you have much to teach me.
[The mention of food only serves to worsen his hunger, or at least his awareness of it, enough to burn. It's the only unpleasant sensation so far, and he'd rather be rid of it. Somehow, he seems to brighten that much more.]
After all, that's a wise suggestion. I do... ahhh... I do need something to eat.
[He lowers his wings, folding them as best he can, which is to say, not very well. The long feathers jut out directly behind him from his arms, twisting awkwardly under his shoulders, but now, he doesn't seem to mind the disorderly state. His gaze is fixed in the distance, still smiling.]
Shall we find some meat?
(ooc: I think this might about wrap it up here, if that's okay with you! \o/ You can do another if you'd like, but I think we know where it's going!)
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[He holds the pose for a moment longer, closing his eyes contentedly. Her touch once made him recoil, but now he can detect the fondness in it, even appreciation. It's all that he deserves, though he misunderstands its true nature. He is, after all, a prince worth admiring. He can do anything! And he's never been so proud as to refuse instruction. He had to learn swordplay and dance from somewhere, and this is no different. Just another skill to master.]
You and I shall work together. No doubt you have much to teach me.
[The mention of food only serves to worsen his hunger, or at least his awareness of it, enough to burn. It's the only unpleasant sensation so far, and he'd rather be rid of it. Somehow, he seems to brighten that much more.]
After all, that's a wise suggestion. I do... ahhh... I do need something to eat.
[He lowers his wings, folding them as best he can, which is to say, not very well. The long feathers jut out directly behind him from his arms, twisting awkwardly under his shoulders, but now, he doesn't seem to mind the disorderly state. His gaze is fixed in the distance, still smiling.]
Shall we find some meat?
(ooc: I think this might about wrap it up here, if that's okay with you! \o/ You can do another if you'd like, but I think we know where it's going!)