Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-1806960-20130512082314/@comment-1806960-20130518021737

Twilight met her advancement with one of his own. He edged closer to her and can feel the outer edges of their wings barely making contact. He clentched his yellow gloved hand into a fist as he reisited the temptation to reach out and hold her. Such strong feelings formed from such a brief encounter and the Lycalo wasn't fully sure it was mutual. He was scared of rejection above all else and considering how perfect Luce seemed, his fear was increased greatly. His throat was in a knot and he couldn't conjure any words. He felt he was frozen and couldn't move aside from the flapping of his wings. So when he looked down and saw his arm was extended towards the fox hybrid with his hand awaiting hers, he was shocked beyond all reason. He wanted to withdraw it or act as if he was doing something, but for reasons unknown to him, it remained there and all he did was give Luce a gentle smile.