May 9, 2024
--- the imp is here. he's waddling forward and plopping his head against the prince's chest by way of greeting, arms limp at his sides.
it's a hug. kind of. it's certainly some show of affection.
a gentle headbutt. like a goat.
the owl hoots quietly in surprise and he raises his brows, blinking a few times.
“blitz? are you… alright?”
he wasn’t expecting him at this time, but he sure is glad to see him!