ahh, who woulda thought that these two would click?
When Ember walked into the kitchen Moonfyre was wiping the last bit of dust off the counter. She came in to dip her rag into the dirty rain water. Hey, it was something. Then she questioned his pet name for her with a grumpy tone. He cocked his head in confusion. Didn’t she think highly of herself? He stopped wiping, threw the rag down on the counter, and looked straight into her pretty emerald eyes.
Because you are. Don’t you think you are?
This would probably hit a nerve of some kind. He was digging deeper into personal feelings now. If she had some uncertainties about herself they were surely going to spill out eventually. His fiery blue eyes stared into hers with such fierceness. Fierceness because he cared for her emotions and it sort of hurt him to see that she didn’t think of herself the way he saw her. He continued to stare for another minute before she held her hand out to him. He looked down at her hand, squeezed her finger, which made the splinter pop out a little bit more, and pulled it out using two claws. It must’ve felt like a true relief.
Better?
Moon thinks &emphasizes Moon acts Moon speaks
