Welcome to Gaia! ::

"Ah, you're welcome," he blinked,pausing a moment before returning the gesture with a nuzzle against her shoulder, though she lacked the shoulder scales of a Kimeti. Odd, but he wasn't about to complain--the smooth back scales of an Acha were appealing in a different way, and not really thinking about it he nosed his muzzle over them curiously. "You could just stay and enjoy the flowers here for a while..."

"I know a nice dry clearing not too far from here. I don't use it too often, but it stays clean and comfortable, and no bugs." He offered up the pros quickly, trying to keep himself from being distracted by the golden scales that seemed all too much like shiny pebbles. Nothing quite like a pretty doe to keep a buck distracted...

He lingered over her back scales a moment before pulling away and nodding. "Sounds like a good idea to me. A few more pebbles and I'll be happy." The Kimeti didn't particularly care to put his attention elsewhere just yet, but he clomped back over to the stream and resumed his searching anyway.

picking up another pebble or two in the meantime, Trees lifted his head when she addressed him, shaking the water off his face before examining the rock she was balancing. It certainly was pretty... "You can keep it," he replied, remembering she had said she liked shiny more than color. And that gold definitely added a nice glimmer to the rock.

"Of course. I'd hate to take it from the matching set." With a laidback smile he flicked his tail towards her gold speckled back to indicate what he meant. "Think nothing of it." He pawed at the stream a little for one last check, then gave himself a good shake to remove any remaining moisture, feeling ready to call it quits for the day.

Well there was another surprise--he returned the nose touch lightly, making sure not to disturb the rock balancing atop her snout. "If you're done looking for the day, I can show you to that clearing?"

"Ah, right." He quickly moved to scoop up the rocks in his mouth (it made him look like a chipmunk, but he felt it was easier than trying to balance them on his back), then started off on a dry path, making sure the ground was solid enough to keep from dropping Dust into any nearby water with solid clomping hoofsteps. It took several minutes of travel, but they finally arrived at a nice sandy clearing, framed by cattails and a few saplings. Rather a nice place to settle for the night, Trees thought, glancing at the sinking sun as he found a good spot to drop the pebbles in his mouth.