You ask Windcaller if he likes hugs.
Windcaller: “Um, well… I… don’t dislike them…”
You say that you are glad, because you didn’t want him to feel left out.
Windcaller: “Ah, I-I’m fine! Don’t worry—”
Before Windcaller can stammer nervously any more, you move to his side, and wrap your forelegs around him. Moonflower joins in with a little nuzzle.
Moonflower: “Heehee! Hey, it looks like he’s enjoyin’ it!”
Windcaller remains silent, visibly too mortified to neither confirm nor deny Moonflower’s observation.
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