BEEN WORKING MY ASS OFF ☆ o, flower collection

[RHINESTONE.]

LEADER ❝ RHINE ❞ PALMCLAN

Rhine found himself wrinkling his nose when Aiza said he had worse things in his mouth in the past. He was fairly sure he didn't want to know what, even if it wasn't quite as awful as his mind was imagining. The leader was about to question what exactly the canine was speaking of, when suddenly Aiza was asking him a question. Not only a question, but a flirtatious question. He immediately felt a cloud of confusion sink down over his mind, and he physically recoiled a bit, as if he had somehow been struck. He wasn't used to flirtation of any kind, and his only relationship had been back when he was a paw, so he was pretty fucking rusty. He just blinked at Aiza for a moment, a baffled look on the feline's face, before he shook his head firmly from side to side. He hissed, trying to ignored the heat he felt rising up to his face, beneath his thick pelt, "What? For me? No! No, I don't want them to be for me. You're not even... my type." That wasn't really true, if Rhinestone really thought hard about who his last boyfriend had been, but he shoved that aside for now. Instead he just brushed Aiza off, ignoring the blush that he hoped wasn't making his rust red fur even more red.

Instead of focusing on Aiza, Rhinestone turned his attention to Hailpaw and Medusa, shaking his head when he heard Hail's question, "I think it's best not to ask, honestly..." He then glanced down at the assortment of flowers that he had gathered, eventually pushing forward a couple of late bloomer sunflowers that were still alive. He said with a smile, his blush gradually dying down, "Ah... here. Sunflowers. They're very pretty, so I think you'd like them." Medusa, meanwhile, seemed quite sure of what she wanted, expect Rhine was disappointed to find out that he didn't have it. His ears briefly pinned back before he said, sighing, "I'm sorry Medusa... I'm sure if they weren't out of season, I would've gotten some. Feel free to take anything else that catches your eye, though." Rhinestone wasn't sure of anything that could quite match the distinctive look of the snowdrop, but maybe something could come close.

NEVER OPENED MYSELF THIS WAY
LIFE IS OURS, WE LIVE IT OUR WAY

— Reggan