welcome to my nightmare

Were it not for his sense of smell Indigo would have been incredibly disoriented on the moment he woke up and sucked in a surprised breath. He didn’t realize where he was or what was going on as he blinked back the light and stirred slightly. Only to realize that Gypsy was holding his head. The soft sooth rhythm of her paws and the incredible sound of her voice. The song was unlike anything he’d ever heard, and Indigo could do little more than relax into her embrace and let the sound ruch over his body. He closed his eyes again as his emotions were drawn from him by the song, every dreadful memory of his dream coaxed away and he was left with a sad sense of peace.

His heart settled and his body stilled, he leaned only slightly into Gypsy’d soft fur and her kind embrace. Despite her fear and traumas she still wrapped herself around him and tried to sing his nightmares away. Indigo felt another flood of emotions through him, most strongly was how grateful he was to the girl who held him. She had been forced to endure so much and yet she could still find it in her heart to help him when he desperately needed her. Indigo didn’t want her song to ever end. He said he wanted to help her, no strings attached, but now he wanted to listen to her sing forever. She touched his heart when her song caressed his ears. Even a continent away he felt the magic of her lullaby.

Indigo tried to swallow back his emotion but tears still welled up in his eyes as he lay there with her. He’d heard her tune the first time they met, it was what led him to her. This song felt so much different, like it was meant just for him.