#wildsky

300 words of poly!Sky fluff just for you, Anon.

“What’s that smell?”

Wild’s nose was in the air as he entered the clearing on Twilight’s heels. They’d been out on a perimeter sweep, making sure the surrounding woods were clear, while the others set up camp. Bedrolls were laid out, logs were set around the fire for seating, and Sky crouched near the roaring fire, tending an iron crock.

Twilight hummed, breathing deeply. “Smells like home cookin’.”

“It’s pumpkin soup!” Sky chirped, smiling brightly up at his companions as they joined him by the fire. “I bought a big pumpkin from the last village. I thought I’d surprise you.”

“I wish I’d known you were hungry,” Wild frowned at the rather pale broth. Sky really needed to learn how to use spices in his cooking. “I would have stayed behind to get started on dinner sooner.”

“Oh, it’s not that I was hungry.”

Sky’s ears were a bit pink now as he looked away, stirring the soup for a moment. Twilight huffed, fondly shaking his head as he stepped away from the pair, and Wild looked after him curiously. When he turned back to Sky, the Chosen Hero was looking uncharacteristically coy.

“I was… making it for you. I thought you might like it.”

Wild’s ears perked up as fierce heat warmed his face, as something soft twisted in his chest and made his heart skip a beat. A broad smile broke out across his face. Somewhere behind him, Legend and Four exchanged a small bag of rupees.

“Thanks,” Wild murmured, moving to sit a little closer. Sitting like this, they could keep their voices low, could pretend it was only the two of them sitting by the fire. “Can I, uh, ask how you make it?”