Head Held High
10-10-2015, 06:11 PM
The contact made Lillie feel... happy. It was a joyful, sweet sensation, and it filled her with an emotion of the same depth, of the same... something. She wasn't even sure, but she loved it. At the sniffling, her eyes would open and she'd glance down, lifting her head somewhat to look at the girl. She'd lick her ears in a comforting way, a soft, wordless murmur coming from her mouth. She wasn't worried, though, Finch had seemed... way too happy to be sad; these were happy tears if they were tears. When Finch stepped back and licked her cheek, the darker girl's eyes have-closed in a sort of bliss, and she'd happily go to more cuddles and hugs when Finch wriggled back closer. Her tail was no longer a blur behind her, but a gentle waving, a gentle pleasure. It was not frantic, it was not passionate. It was soft, warm. When Finch spoke, it would cause her ears to prick, and she'd murmur into Finch's fur, "That or we could cuddle in the den." Both options were okay with her, especially the cuddles. She cuddled with Shaye that one time, and it had been fantastic. Walk, "Talk" Think |
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.