You nod to Moonflower, and ask Windcaller if he would like some as well.
Windcaller: “Perhaps just a sip…”
You fill a mug for Moonflower, and offer to share your own with Windcaller.
Moonflower: “Yay‼”
You begin to drink some mead. It fills your muzzle with a rich taste of honey, and your belly with warmth.
Moonflower: “Mmh, this is the best! We should come down here all the time!”
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