LOOK UP TO THE SKIES AND SEE / rain

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i heard you were looking like the moon — tags

He blinks, his stare towards his body interrupted as a familiar individual breaks through and touches him gently. His gaze drifts towards the male, tail tip twitching. His head tilts to the other's words, almost not processing them immediately. But then, a genuine smile emerges, breaths soft. Somebody was proud of him. And now he won't hurt anybody, and now he can see so much more. This was the right thing to do. He just needs to keep it up. He just needs to make sure it doesn't come back. And then, and then he can be who he wants. And then he can be free.

His gaze immediately turns towards the forest, just a small distance away, still within sight despite the rain. "I've never been in a forest before." He'd state with wonder. Oh, but what if he can't hold it up? No - no. He has to. There was a village, too. He wanted to see all of it. The only time he's ever been in any sort of city was after it had been burnt down, remnant of a lost war. But, he can't think of that now. That is a bad memory, too. "Do you think I can?" Roy asks hopefully, turning back towards Wormwood.