[He did notice, but Marco always took it to mean that the phoenix was the prince of birds, and he loved it.]
[He hops down in bird form at the sight of the pumpkin seeds, and unabashedly sticks his head in the bag to nom on them and tilts his neck for scritches from Thatch, already swishing his tail cheerfully.]
no subject
[He hops down in bird form at the sight of the pumpkin seeds, and unabashedly sticks his head in the bag to nom on them and tilts his neck for scritches from Thatch, already swishing his tail cheerfully.]
And this is why you're my favorite.