She has...quite nice features, to say the least.

He clears his throat, looking back at his flock. They had all begun to build a fort, thinking they would stay here for a while. He knew he would have to find a better home for them, this would not do for his large flock.

She also watched the flock, mostly cause she was bored.

He growls, seeing his flock struggle to make a tent out of the sticks. He excuses himself as he stands and storms over to them, moving through the crowd and to the middle. He tells them to go check the perimeter to make sure it was truly safe to stay here. They do, leaving Moon and Caspian to themselves as he begins to work on the large tent made of large sticks.

She watches him work.

He then asks for one of his flock members to go get him as many leaves and vines as he could muster.

She watches the member leave.

He comes back, his arms full of leaves and vines. Caspian nods, "Now, can you go get me a thorn?" He asks. The boy's eyes widen, but he nods hesitantly.

She leans back and lays on the grass.

The boy comes back a few minutes later carrying a few thorns. "I-I thought that they'd break easily so I brought you extras..." The boy quickly explains as he gets a questioning look from his flock leader. Caspian nods, thanking him as he pokes a hole through a vine and begins to tie it to the thorn.