Nothing Left To Fear

*Felicita* · 10-21-2013, 10:10 PM

Felicita felt a nudge towards a random direction, and Felicita giggled softly at the touch. Padding on dainty paws, Fell walked side by side with Dexter, their fur brushing. It took what seemed only minutes to reach their destination, a beautiful willow tree, and a massive one at that. Felicita waited outside while Dexter crawled into the large hollow underneath and assured its safety. How awful would it be to supposedly find a safe den, only to be attacked in the middle of the night, when one was sleeping, vulnerable? No, that wouldn't do at all. And so Dexter would exit the large hollow beneath the tree and sit back on his haunches, waiting. For a moment Felicita was confused, not sure what he was waiting for. But then she realized, laughing at herself. He was waiting for her, obviously! Eyes sparkling in the moonlight, Felicita moved slowly towards Dexter, passing his resolute frame with another quick, flirtatious flick of her tail. She walked into the makeshift den, swallowed by the darkness. The hollow was filled with dead leaves and moss, making the perfect bed. Felicita pawed at the moss to make it more comfortable, circled a few times, and laid down, curling up into a tight ball. She laid there, forest green eyes staring towards the entrance, waiting for Dexter to come inside. Hoping he would snuggle up to her as close as they could possibly get, merging into one being, limbs tangled together and fur creating one fluffy mass.

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