LILY
oh, cover your crystal eyes
and let your colors bleed and blend with mine
and let your colors bleed and blend with mine
“This,” Lily replies impishly before shifting. Her little bag drops to the ground as a strikingly beautiful auburn cat stands in her place. The red of its coat isn’t as bold as the red of Lily’s hair, but it nonetheless reflects the filtered sunlight with the same gleam. Its green eyes nearly as bold as her own and she seems to smile boldly up at Melita, her mouth opening a little to display tiny little cat canines. A bit fluffy, but not too fluffy, her black-tipped tail lazily swings back and forth as Lily takes a few steps towards Melita, inviting a little pet with a mrow and a raised, beckoning paw.
There’s a second surprise to follow - but one thing at a time.
