Election Season

Sio was looking up at her father when Aryn launched herself towards her. Without time to dodge or think, she was splayed out on the ground next to Torin and Lachlan, covered in Aryn-kisses. Stay calm. Stay calm. Stay calm. Her pulse was racing but she felt safe. There wasn't even the scary teetering on the edge of an episode feeling of nauseousness. Siobhan groaned and wriggled undernearth Aryn's affections. Each nuzzle and kiss elicited little giggles but she was trying very hard to remain cool. When she finally managed to get back on her paws, she butted her head against Aryn's shoulder. "I'm outside!" she agreed, her tail twitching back and forth apprehensively. It was still a little scary.