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"Nothing sharpens the mind like a bunch of insults to your cognitive intelligence," he sighed with a teasing grin. "Of course I know what it means. But how about you inform my pea-sized brain?"
"a tocken of love, every new mates did it in volcano clan, the rose is you, the sword, is, well me, and the heart is out sign of love"
Bloodwing took the token in one wing, and cocked his head as he looked at it for a long moment. A rose? He frowned. I'm a rose? Anxiously he flexed one of his manly spurs. He was pleased to note that, no, he wasn't turning into a soft, plushy couch potato. In fact, he prided himself in being rugged and weather-worn, it accentuated his adventurous nature. Promptly he reminded himself to take a dust bath to restore such dirt and grime.
"Thank you, Scarlet," he tucked it under one wing and pressed his wing against hers. "Where did you learn to carve?"