We could always explore the Court too, learn about it? Though this place is already beautiful...
Raglan's joy could only grow as he allowed a chuckle to rumble up from his belly, "I should have known you had an ulterior motive, Scholar. Always searching for new information to plant in that beautiful mind of yours." Craning his neck so as to bump the pale shoulder of Cynix with his blackened muzzle, the Pegasus was reminded of the seemingly endless nights spent with the alabaster male in Denocte's shadowy library. It had began as soon as Cynix had spied Raglan's inconsistent learning patterns beneath the mint tea-flavored tutelage of the Night Court Regent - it hadn't been unlike the pale yearling to spend hours in the library, so what harm could be done by helping the piteously illiterate Crow in his studies?
The two had become fast friends during those first few sessions - with Raglan rolling his eyes good-naturedly and applying himself the best he could between furtive glances at the shockingly intelligent and disarmingly kind child of Day and Night. It had taken a lot of effort and frustration - the frustration was mostly Raglans, as Cynix seemed to have a bottomless well of patience attached to his star speckled soul - but after hours upon hours of study, the Silvertongue could read as well as any.
Though he still had to follow the page with a stick.
Grinning over at his friend, Raglan decided not to resist his impulse to drape a wing over Cynix's broad back - a show of camaraderie amidst disappointment. Lifting his head to gaze at the swollen moon, the Crow felt a sigh escape his lungs and loosen the knot in his chest.
"I think you're just fine company, Cynix. Preferable to the rabble, definitely."
@Cynix CHOPPY POST SORRY
