Her voice is a fearless proclamation of protection
She lives what's within her out loud
She lives what's within her out loud
As much as she enjoys watching the smaller body writhe and flop, Ru is more content when Wessex wriggles around to look at her properly again, bright eyes where they should be once more (if Ru has any say). Mistbanks it is. We can hear each other this way, and I can fly in my other form - cover a lot of ground that way without needing to make noise. Or any kind of lightshow that would draw the eyes of others. Warmth curls in her chest and emanates through the bond at the idea of having a place and a plan.
A laugh bubbles free as if the woman was doing so right at Wessex’s ear, but there’s only the pleases expression of the cat to pair with it visually. One large paw extends to lay harmlessly upon Wessex’s comparatively tiny ribcage, letting the Wraith feel the weight of it. I kinda like it too. Only time I get to put you in your place, she teases, snapping her teeth dramatically.
A laugh bubbles free as if the woman was doing so right at Wessex’s ear, but there’s only the pleases expression of the cat to pair with it visually. One large paw extends to lay harmlessly upon Wessex’s comparatively tiny ribcage, letting the Wraith feel the weight of it. I kinda like it too. Only time I get to put you in your place, she teases, snapping her teeth dramatically.
