When it rains, look for rainbows.
Her chest rumbles in a sweet purr of appreciation at the headbutt, pressing her side into her sister's. Thanks! Even Jack seemed impressed when we sparred, although I don't know how he wouldn't be. The little praise he's given her might seem like insignificant drops, but Nova's carefully stowing them away, planning to let them resurface whenever the rare emotion of 'doubt' threatens to make an appearance; it hasn't happened yet.
Nova ducks beneath a particularly bold vine as she feels the pulse of warmth that glitters down the bond. She looks up to see Clay's wink, the recesses of her mind shimmering with the force of her resulting giggles. Her paws slow enough to watch her sister, leaning her head close like she might be whispering, her tail weaving with interest. Distracted by who? The guy you were making out with? Or the guy Vespy was making out with? Because although she hadn't been an active participant, Nova did more than just glitter the glasses that night.
Nova ducks beneath a particularly bold vine as she feels the pulse of warmth that glitters down the bond. She looks up to see Clay's wink, the recesses of her mind shimmering with the force of her resulting giggles. Her paws slow enough to watch her sister, leaning her head close like she might be whispering, her tail weaving with interest. Distracted by who? The guy you were making out with? Or the guy Vespy was making out with? Because although she hadn't been an active participant, Nova did more than just glitter the glasses that night.
When it's dark, look for stars.
Nova
