09-11-2016, 12:21 AM
I pretend to close my eyes;
I pretend I'm burning bright.
I pretend I'm burning bright.
It’s so nice to have friends that are so cuddly and affectionate. Spear cuddles even more than Daddy Romek does, and I smile as he nuzzles me and kisses my cheek. “It’s okay, Spear. The wings are really, really nice too. And you’re helping chase away the cold.” I snuggle a little more into him and kiss his cheek too, and rub my face against his neck. So warm.
And then of course there’s the flying, and when I’m done they both get real close again, touching their soft noses all over to make sure I’m okay. It’s a little tickly when they check my legs, and I laugh out loud and grin. “Yeah! It was lots of fun! Hard, though, and man am I tired! But very, very fun. Thanks for talking me into it.” I nestle myself back in between them, all cuddled up to my new best friends and cozy-warm. And I yawn really, really big, a huge wave of sleepiness washing over me now that I’m down on the ground again.
Flying is big work.
“I think I need to curl up for a nap. There’s got to be a nice spot somewhere nearby, don’t you think? A happy, sprawly tree maybe, that we can fall asleep under--or I, if you don’t want to, that’d be okay too…?” Oh, but even a nap sounds way better all wrapped up in my very warm, very snuggly friends.
I try not to let my eyes be too big, or to let the way I want them with me to be too obvious. Maybe they aren’t tired, or don’t like naps, or have somewhere they have to be. I don’t think I do a very good job of hiding that yearning, though, not when I’m sort of biting my bottom lip and peeking over at each of them in turn, all hopeful uncertainty. Cuddles and naps sound lovely, right?
((I think I need to move her forward to new threads after the Mountain drama, but would definitely be up for a new thread with them right away. <3 She loves her bestest buddies and wants to see them again.))
And then of course there’s the flying, and when I’m done they both get real close again, touching their soft noses all over to make sure I’m okay. It’s a little tickly when they check my legs, and I laugh out loud and grin. “Yeah! It was lots of fun! Hard, though, and man am I tired! But very, very fun. Thanks for talking me into it.” I nestle myself back in between them, all cuddled up to my new best friends and cozy-warm. And I yawn really, really big, a huge wave of sleepiness washing over me now that I’m down on the ground again.
Flying is big work.
“I think I need to curl up for a nap. There’s got to be a nice spot somewhere nearby, don’t you think? A happy, sprawly tree maybe, that we can fall asleep under--or I, if you don’t want to, that’d be okay too…?” Oh, but even a nap sounds way better all wrapped up in my very warm, very snuggly friends.
I try not to let my eyes be too big, or to let the way I want them with me to be too obvious. Maybe they aren’t tired, or don’t like naps, or have somewhere they have to be. I don’t think I do a very good job of hiding that yearning, though, not when I’m sort of biting my bottom lip and peeking over at each of them in turn, all hopeful uncertainty. Cuddles and naps sound lovely, right?
((I think I need to move her forward to new threads after the Mountain drama, but would definitely be up for a new thread with them right away. <3 She loves her bestest buddies and wants to see them again.))
Lilitha