the darkest nights produce the brightest stars
The purr that emanates from the leopardess is loud enough for any to hear, a rumbling and unabashed sound that vibrates through her bones. Head pressed into Safrin's palms she whuffs contentedly, basking in both the celestial warmth and the physical contact of the goddess's affection. Is there a way to speak to it? she asks, but lets the subject slip to other worlds, to auroras and mountains where Caido resides.
Where...
...Caido...
...resides?!
Her head shoots up in sudden rapt attention, ears perched high atop her crown. Caido lives here? The Caido? It.... it's in these mountains? Black eyes wide with excitement and wonder, the leopardess claws with sudden fascination upon the ground. She thought Caido was... well, she never knew where it was. To learn that it still lives in the world, that it may live here-
-it takes her breath away.
Where...
...Caido...
...resides?!
Her head shoots up in sudden rapt attention, ears perched high atop her crown. Caido lives here? The Caido? It.... it's in these mountains? Black eyes wide with excitement and wonder, the leopardess claws with sudden fascination upon the ground. She thought Caido was... well, she never knew where it was. To learn that it still lives in the world, that it may live here-
-it takes her breath away.
