Sunshine Moments

Under the care of Lark, Lillianna slowly recovered. Thankfully, Lark did not come down with the sickness again. Despite what he said, she worried about him anyways - exactly what she told him, when he found her that one day. She worried until she gained strength back in her legs and started to move around, and even still she worried; she still had a lingering cough, though she was certain that would fade away with the oncoming spring. Surely, it was just winter that affected her so, now. Her sickness carried late into fall, and by then the cold temperatures - varying temperatures, really - started to come in.

Coughing lightly, she narrowed her eyes, scanning for Lark. Unable to see him, she inhaled deeply. He wasn't far, she knew that. He hadn't left her side very much since her sickness, and even went so far as to care for her; it was something she was incredibly grateful for. And... she may, or may not, have taken advantage of that for snuggles. Because snuggles were great no matter who they were with, damnit. Even more so now, when she was aware, not very sick, and able to move around. Even if they didn't happen that often.

Amusement sparkling in her own eyes - she long since accepted her personal enjoyment of his company, when she was ill - she sought him out, tracking him to the short distance away where she knew he'd be.

"Lark" | "Lillianna"