Wide eyed Skyra stared at Mokuren as the fox girl smiled. Something in her heart started to move and a stinging pain, which wasn't painful at all pierced through her innards as Skyra gazed into the face of that smiling girl. An aura she hadn't ever felt before.
A strong red blush formed on her cheeks only enhanced by the embarrassment of losing her facade. 
Just a short while later she managed to gather herself again, but this time Skyra erupted into a hearty, honest laughter. Her rough, breathy, laughing voice rang loudly through the field and was even audible on the entire school grounds.

[color=f7976a]"I didn't mean your weaponry at all!"[/color], Skyra wheezed after wiping away some of the tears from her enormously joyful eyes. [color=f7976a]"I'd say, the body is more important than one's battle utensils. You don't fight all the time and you still have to live in said body, am I not right?"[/color]
Still happily smiling she pointed her finger from Moku's head over her torso, her hips and down to her feet. 
[color=f7976a]"In regards of fighting equipment you might not be as well equipped as I am, but as for your body, you're a lot better off than me, the tiny twerp of a girl with no defining features that clearly mark her as a girl."[/color] Skyra smirked, but then proceeded to hug Mokuren. 
[color=f7976a]"I'm happy to have met you, you're a cool girl and you're going to be a close friend, I can feel that much already!"[/color], she exclaimed happily with her wonderfully scratchy voice after she had let go of Moku.