until fireflies do us part

Thalia

Mornings weren't her favorite time of day and she never took well to being woken abruptly, so while she might normally be content to wake slowly and curl tighter against Theory, instead she felt an anxious flutter growing in her chest as she was quickly jerked conscious. "It's not morning, not yet," she protested, before she was able to register much beyond that it was still dark out. The horizon had a faint hint of light, like you might see long before dawn, barely visible at all... but Theory insisted it was morning, and how could she argue with that logic? Instead, she let out a little grunt of acknowledgment, taking a much longer moment for the reality of what she'd said to sink in.

She remembered, long ago, when the volcano had erupted that nights had been endless for weeks. That had been because of the smoke and ash though, blocking out the sun. There was no smoke no - no fog, and not even a cloud in sight. The sky was clear and the stars remained, though when she tipped her head back she noticed something unusual. Were her eyes just unfocused still, or were they streaking across the sky? Slowly she lifted a paw to rub at her eyes, trying to focus on what she was actually seeing. "Theory," she murmured softly, focused on the sight far overhead rather than the firefly-like balls of color slowly floating across the water. "Have you ever seen anything like that?" Gently she moved to nudge her, taking a quick moment to lean back into her warmth, still very much groggy and struggling to come to terms with what she was seeing.

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until fireflies do us part

Thalia