[ ... Oh no! He almost turns around to leave and get his brush out of his bedroom when she steps forward. He goes still, blinking as she works his hair off his antlers and smooths it into more order than he's bothered with today. Silent until she's done, he simply says: ]
Thank you.
[ Yet again, and for everything. His hair stays in place after her coaxing, and he stays still, too, lifting eyebrows. His tail twitches, disturbing the fabric keeping it from view. ]
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Thank you.
[ Yet again, and for everything. His hair stays in place after her coaxing, and he stays still, too, lifting eyebrows. His tail twitches, disturbing the fabric keeping it from view. ]
Am I ready now?