hold me close smother me, my little dracula wrap your arms around me
The firling wasn't the only thing that provided a joyous aura. Jubilance emits from the sheep with every breath, the clicking of hooves a welcome tune. In the bat's body, she can hear a voice, one she recognizes and only becomes more heartened because of it. Hester! It'd been a while since she'd seen the Halovian, last they'd met Aisha was still a grounder. It felt like she'd been here, cast in the icy realm far longer than that, but it humbled her to remember.
The flying fox swooped around the sheep's fro, nipping at her twisting horns playfully. She followed Hester down the streets, away from the giggling trees, ignoring the cold that kept trying to squeeze the enjoyment out of everything. I live here now, joined the Shields, she replied, flapping quickly against a brisk gust. What've you been up to?
The flying fox swooped around the sheep's fro, nipping at her twisting horns playfully. She followed Hester down the streets, away from the giggling trees, ignoring the cold that kept trying to squeeze the enjoyment out of everything. I live here now, joined the Shields, she replied, flapping quickly against a brisk gust. What've you been up to?
AISHA
