Dreamland

Satisfaction. That was the word that still held truest to Lillianna's emotions; it resonated in her entire being. The inferno of her heat had been assuaged in the most pleasant of ways, and the female would make her way back to Abaven quickly, almost alight in her contentment. It was almost as difficult crossing back into the territory as it was leaving, but unlike before, Lillianna was not irritated with the world. Rather, she was utterly calm and serene; quite the rarity in the messenger. She would leap up to rocks where it was relatively dry, searching for the hole where she had made her and Farrym's den. She had been leaving the kitten behind lately, craving her freedom just a bit, and the now older feline was okay with it, enjoying the ability to curl up on the rocks for warmth. It was in that sunshine - after cleaning her paws in a puddle and getting a drink in a different puddle - that she would sprawl out, eyes half closed from enjoyment.

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