Sparrow’s adventure’s made him realize something about himself. He always knew perhaps he was a little different, maybe it had something to do with having two sisters that babbled about boys all the time. His adventure only made it more prominent, as he had no one to blame his potential interests in anymore. That wasn’t to be said he didn’t appreciate girls, it was just, boys were more interesting to him. His dancing though didn’t make him completely aware that another boy was going through the same struggle perhaps that he had been going through, though really for Sparrow he was pretty quick to accept his choices. He hadn’t voiced them to anyone just yet. He was pretty certain his parents would be confused and perhaps a bit affronted that their only son, and former Prince of Diveen, would be a little skewed towards his own gender. He wasn’t flamboyant though, and he was still a bit princely even though he lost his standing as the Diveen Prince before his first year even had come to an end.

It was why even now, as he ate he was picking it carefully and keeping himself fairly neat and tidy. Perhaps he wasn’t as, well he wouldn’t call them stuck up, but maybe.. Flashy as maybe his Aunt Nevaeh and some of her kids were, he was still part angel. Though he looked far from the typical ones, though “typical’ was hard to pinpoint anymore too. So as he nibbled he expected to mostly be left alone. Everyone seemed to be absorbed into their own conversations so it was to his surprised when he spotted the cream colored boy coming towards him. Sparrow’s mismatched eyes set on him for a moment watching the slightly younger male’s approach with interest though he wasn’t coming to him until their eyes finally met. His tail waved lightly, showing him he didn’t really mine the company, the other boy seemed pretty nervous though, as he cleared his throat and greeted Sparrow.

Sparrow beamed at the compliment he was so happy that someone was really enjoying his song and dance. It was all thanks to his father really, but the dancing was all Sparrow, he just followed his paws to his father’s songs as a child and got better and better. He wanted to surpass his old man too someday and that was why he went wandering beyond Moladion for more than what his father had too, though that seemed to be mostly futile for the time being. ”Well, thank you kind Sir. It’s nice to know mine and my father’s efforts are appreciated tonight. My name’s Sparrow. My… dad has a thing for birds... ” Sparrow says lightly his ears twitching listening to his father’s song, though really his dad did have a thing for birds, how else did he and his siblings all end up with names like they did? Not that it bothered Sparrow, it was just funny to be named after another creature like that.

The younger wolf explained then that he also liked to sing and perform poetry and rhymes. He was halfway to being a wonderful songwriter in that case! Sparrow was no good at that himself, all his songs thus far had been learned from his father and his father claims he learned the beats and tones he used from his lonely times living on Spriane when the birds were his only friends. Though Xerxes also asked how he did it. ”I don’t know honestly, I guess it just came naturally. I don’t really get nervous!” The mostly brown wolf remarked cheerfully. It was probably the angel side of his family he thought, they had lots of confidence. That was for sure. ”I think… it has to do with my family maybe, my mom, dad and siblings never made fun of what I did, encouraged it even, so maybe that’s why?” He pondered a little more. ”I would love to hear your poems, and songs though! Maybe it could be a little practise even?” He added winking his white and gold eye.