Too cute for my toes

The poor lad looked younger than his years and noticeably timid. There was a delay between her comment and his reply, as through he wasn’t sure what to make of her. She sat on her hunches and offered him an award-winning smile. The sort that had her head tilted, and bunched up her cheeks, and fluttered her lashes. The perfect image of a delightful angel.

Either ruining, or adding, to the effect, Spice stuck her head up. The little antlered cat waved a paw at the stranger, clinging to the fur around Keetie’s head without fully diving into it. It was too warm for that now, after all.

“Pretty much, I was getting out of the wind and found this place. It’s pretty neat, right? A source of heat in the terribly cold North.” that basically answered both his questions, but, oh. She couldn’t help herself. “But, you could potentially say I’m looking for some kisses. You don’t happen to have any, do you?” she teased him.


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