What a night it was to go stargazing. Havor’s night skies were lit up with beautiful sparkling delights. Though Barnes wasn’t much of a star reader or a constellation searcher. HE still wanted to see the sight. The warm nights made this a bit toasty, but folks are used to seeing the gator’s belly out and so he figured no one would mind him shirtless.
Exploring the empty parks he spotted another furfolk gazing at the stars. It a small chubby horse, dressed only in a small tank top and some short shorts. Barnes let out a small chuckle as he had the right idea as well.
He introduced himself as Konya, a fellow star gazer as well. “Barnaby Whitaker, is my name, but most folks call me, “Barnes.”
They spoke for a while, mostly joshing about their days, hobbies and sometimes even bringing up foods they love to enjoy. The two hitted off, almost forgetting why they were in the park in the first place.
The moon rose up and brightened the park. “Oh this is perfect,” Konya muttered and said, “you know, I know a better spot where we can see a better view of the sky.” His face flustered a bit, The horse cleared his throat and he asked nervously. “Um… W-W-Would you like to come… w-w-with me?”

“Sure I don’t see why not!” Barnes smiled back at him.

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Barnes belongs to me  Scrapbook
Art piece was done (and featured Konya) by  emil_dart