cling to innocence

Sunshine streamed in the window illuminating her vibrant pelt. Indigo traced the lines of her curves until Dcuh’s dual colored eyes turned to meet his. He tried not to admit that being abstinent would be much more difficult than he first theorized. She grinned when she saw him, not surprised but obviously pleased to see him. Indigo felt the same way, left alone too long and he’d start to embrace depression while planning an escapade to find Aslatiel. Duchess kept him grounded in reality and adherent to his duties. He’d given his words to protect the Hallows and the wolves within.

Indy made himself take a few steps forward before he dropped his bundle and made himself comfortable beside her. Being close to Duchess came natural anymore, it was where they both felt the most comfortable. Or almost, in Indigo’s case. There would always be one place that stood above all else, but those moments were very few and far between. Indigo treasured them all the more. In the meantime, he found comfort and pleasure in the self prescribed drug of Duchess.

”You didn’t have to get up for me.” He teased lightly, his deep voice quiet as he spoke in hushed tones. Chatter traveled easily through the stone corridors. Indigo couldn’t help himself as he leaned in to nuzzle her cheek, suddenly feeling nervous about the topic. ”Do you have time to talk?” Was not a phrase he said to her very often, but he was really trying to come up with a better way to explain himself.