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Eon: *Sitting and watching the clouds*
Forrest: *flies about, enjoying the sun* I love spring...*spots Eon and pauses, wanting to say hello to his friend but not wanting to bother him*
Eon: *Red eyes lock onto a familiar figure soaring up ahead. Smiles a little under his head cover and lifts a paw to wave*
Forrest: *waves back then flies over, feeling a little guilty* H-hello Eon. I hope I'm n-n-not b-bothering you.
Eon: *Shakes his head* No, you're not bothering me. I could use some company
Forrest: *smiles and lands on the ground* Th-th-ats good. *looks up at the sky* So w-w-what were y-you looking at?
Eon: The clouds *Looks back to the sky* They were a rarity in my home
Forrest: The m-more you tell m-me ab-b-out your home...the more I wonder w-what it was l-l-like. *pauses* It s-sounds...different
Eon: It was a place of sand, and heat. *Tilts his head slightly* I miss it, and yet not.
Forrest: *looks at him curiously* Oh? W-what do you m-mean?
Eon: I miss my home since it is the only place I knew for most of my life. And yet, I don't because this island, despite it's oddities, is much nicer *Nods*
Forrest: Oh. That makes s-sense
Eon: What about you?
Forrest: W-What about m-m-me? *somewhat confused*
Eon: Are you enjoying your time on the island?
Forrest: Quite! *smiles* It's not s-s-so ba-ad here. I have f-friends and I f-feel...safer.
Eon: *Smiles beneath his head mask* That is good. Have you made many friends?
Forrest: A f-few. *pauses* W-well I haven't m-m-made many e-enem-mies, to be m-more correct...I think.
Eon: *Tilts his head slightly* Outside of cruel Namrah targeting you, I could not see you making enemies. You are far to nice Forrest.
Forrest: *is a bit surprised* You th-th-think so?
Eon: *Nods* I know so, we are friends after all
Forrest: Thank you. *smiles*
Eon: There is no need to thank me, I just speak the truth
Forrest: N-no. I mean it. For what you s-said...*pauses* And for being my f-friend.
Eon; *Bows his head slightly* It is a pleasure to be your friend Forrest
Forrest: *beams, fiddles for a second with his scarf, then pauses* What ab-bout you? Have you m-made any other f-f-friends?
Eon; *Blinks his red eyes, then shakes his head* You are the only that I've spoken with on multiple occasions
Forrest: *thinks* P-perhaps you could m-meet some of m-m-mine sometime?...B-b-branch out so they s-say?
Eon: *Smiles* That would be nice
Forrest: *smiles, somewhat excited* Th-there's a qu-quiet Espeon and her f-friends...I think you'd l-l-like them b-best. The others are rather...r-rowdy.
Eon: Rowdy? *Frowns slightly* They are not rough with you?
Forrest: *puts his paws up, in that 'no-don't-get-the-wrong-idea' manner* N-n-no. I m-m-mean. not that they c-could catch me, in the air. B-but they have a l-lot f energy.
Eon: *Nods as he relaxes* Good
Forrest: I d-d-don't think you should w-worry too much about m-me.
Eon: Why is that?
Forrest: I...I d-don't want to be a b-b-bother to you.
Eon; *Frowns* You are never a bother Forrest
Forrest: You're s-s-sure? I-I mean....I don't know...
Eon: *Nods* I am very sure
Forrest: *smiles* You're a g-good friend Eon.
Eon: Thank you Forrest, that is a high compliment
