Days like these

“Then you shouldn’t snuggle with a prickly Princess” she said, putting an air of snobbery into her voice as she teased him. Not that he had a choice, really. He belonged to her. There was satisfaction in the thought as she went about her morning routine. Unaware, as she did so, that he was watching her preening. She was vain enough not to leave her den without ensuring her fur lay nicely about her.

She wrinkled her nose at her pirate as he mentioned sleeping instead of doing. Not that she would be opposed to some more cuddling with him. She liked the protective feel of his warmth around her. His scent had started to mean home to her, as much as her own mothers did.

At his mention of the raft however, her ears perked up and she turned fully towards him. “Is it ready?” she asked, delight over taking her voice. For a brief moment she forgot why she wanted them to head over to Auster.


"Kitsune"