honey what's your hurry - p, moomin

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trying to hold the wind

Having not expected such an extreme reaction, Moomin lets out a sharp little squeak as the feline jumps, scrambling back a few steps to give her space. His eyes are wide as he regards her, unsure how he should handle the situation. He relaxes as she starts her ramble, reassured that she wasn't upset with him.
"It's ok! It's nice to meet you, Fae!" Moomin chirps. Hopefully he remembered it -- he had seen her around often enough, so it'd be a shame if he forgot. The bear puts on his best reassuring grin. He knew a lot of easily spooked people, and people who weren't that good at conversation. He hadn't quite perfected the art, though, and generally just ended up having to wait it out. Moomin didn't mind! Sometimes he talked a lot, too, and there was nothing wrong with that.
"Um, I'm Moomin! I'm actually a bear. Have you not seen one before?" He tilts his head. Nobody here seemed very familiar with them. Moomin found it very curious, but he wasn't very familiar with cats, either, so he doesn't hold it against them. His tail wags as she continues. "That sounds really cool!" He chirps, regarding the soil curiously. He'd gone looking for it clay, actually! He hadn't had any reason to use it for himself, but Moomin liked doing favors for people. "I'll help you!" He announces, stamping his paw very gently against the ground, ears pricking. He trots closer to the riverbank, tail wagging. "I've only tried to find it once before, but two is better than one!" He tells her, smiling very widely. Besides, he'd feel bad if he left her to find it alone!

elysium - polar bear - 2 years