#∘☽∘ tongue-tied dwarf ∘☾∘ (doc)

[cryptidxmoth]

The little moth quietly shuffled over to the dwarf before looking down at the soup then back up to him. Soft chittering could be heard as the child carefully tried to pick up the bowl with his wings.

Aervis lowered his face down towards the bowl and began to drink straight from it without a spoon, lapping it up like how a butterfly drinks nectar from a flower..

Doc slides over a bowl of soup. It's aromatic and made with parsnips. It's been in the soup cauldron for a while and everything is just so tender. "Henty- uh, plenty where tha' came from. Go on. Y'look famished." (open)