11-27-2016, 02:07 AM
The air was chilly in the wee hours of morning before dawn, the gentle breezes of spring soft and slowly trying to chase away the winter cold. Without the warmth of the sun, though, all it did was make her cuddle into him more. Just like she did in the before, but out here was so different. Less squishy, and much more roomy. She can get up and run around if she wanted to, but for now she was content to rest her chin on his rump in the chilly morning. And there was instant comfort and satisfaction when he mirrored her and placed his own chin on her hip. Everything in this world she'd opened her eyes to had been new and exciting, but one remained the same- familiar and cozy. The body beside hers, fuzzy and warm, slightly larger than her with a coat a few shades lighter than her own, though both of them have black mohawks and tails. They were never far from each other, whether that was out of desire or some subconscious bind, she didn't know. Didn't care. He was all she needed. Especially now, when it's so chilly.
She'd let it be his turn to watch their surroundings for a while, letting the peace and comfort ease her mind into a restful doze. But before long, she woke to him twitching off to sleep. Nuzzling him softly, she took over the watch, gold-flecked eyes tracking the shadows and ears twitching to all the sounds. First time she'd opened her eyes, unbenownst to her, they'd flashed a yellow brown with the pupils narrowing into vertical slits. Like a cat. It had only lasted a heartbeat or two before they shifted back to a honey brown and normal shape. But the vision remained, and now in the low light of morning- when her brother could see hardly a thing- her sight was at its best. A slight smile touched the small girl's lips as her gaze followed the critters within the Den's terrain. Squirrels dashed around, a bird gathered some breakfast and flew back to its nest, and a bunny caught her interest most of all as it rattled the brush and nibbled on some vegetation. Her eyes tracked its every move with ears trained on it, and she began to feel the most curious urge to get up and chase it. To pounce.
Just as she was contemplating how fun that would be if she could catch it, her other half awoke and squeaked. He did that when he yawned sometimes, and she thought maybe it was his way of getting her attention or something. Even still she watched the bunny, and then her eyes jumped to the squirrels again when they skitter about. She was rather intent in her watch, focused. Until he nudged at her chin and broke her concentration. In rapid procession, the girl pinned her ears and mewed at him- a little squeal of a sound- before snapping at his face in playful aggravation. Her gums clacked a moment before she booped his nose back and then pulled away, ears pricking back up at him. Why you do that? her face seemed to say, the words going without saying. They could do that, between the two of them; read each other without speaking, through their bond. She eyed him from the corner of her vision a moment and then aimed quickly for his ear, seeking to gum it and maybe slobber on it a little. Because it would be fun to see if that aggravated him too.
She'd let it be his turn to watch their surroundings for a while, letting the peace and comfort ease her mind into a restful doze. But before long, she woke to him twitching off to sleep. Nuzzling him softly, she took over the watch, gold-flecked eyes tracking the shadows and ears twitching to all the sounds. First time she'd opened her eyes, unbenownst to her, they'd flashed a yellow brown with the pupils narrowing into vertical slits. Like a cat. It had only lasted a heartbeat or two before they shifted back to a honey brown and normal shape. But the vision remained, and now in the low light of morning- when her brother could see hardly a thing- her sight was at its best. A slight smile touched the small girl's lips as her gaze followed the critters within the Den's terrain. Squirrels dashed around, a bird gathered some breakfast and flew back to its nest, and a bunny caught her interest most of all as it rattled the brush and nibbled on some vegetation. Her eyes tracked its every move with ears trained on it, and she began to feel the most curious urge to get up and chase it. To pounce.
Just as she was contemplating how fun that would be if she could catch it, her other half awoke and squeaked. He did that when he yawned sometimes, and she thought maybe it was his way of getting her attention or something. Even still she watched the bunny, and then her eyes jumped to the squirrels again when they skitter about. She was rather intent in her watch, focused. Until he nudged at her chin and broke her concentration. In rapid procession, the girl pinned her ears and mewed at him- a little squeal of a sound- before snapping at his face in playful aggravation. Her gums clacked a moment before she booped his nose back and then pulled away, ears pricking back up at him. Why you do that? her face seemed to say, the words going without saying. They could do that, between the two of them; read each other without speaking, through their bond. She eyed him from the corner of her vision a moment and then aimed quickly for his ear, seeking to gum it and maybe slobber on it a little. Because it would be fun to see if that aggravated him too.