Biiiiiiiiig Stretchies

Bramble was only going to the infirmary to check up on Quill to ensure he was healing well. There definitely was no underlying motive to her seeking out the rugged piebald. No reason other than checking on his stitches and pain levels.

At least, that's what she told herself as she made her way down the stairs until she peered within the quiet room full of... empty cots. Her brow furrows in confusion. Where could he have gone? The doomed red sun had barely risen so he couldn't have gotten far. Concerned that he had consumed too many drugs and wandered off, Bramble quickly turns and heads down the hallway. Checking each room to take note that they too were empty. The kitchens, the dungeon, she hadn't seen him on her way down, or in the Great Hall. Perhaps he wandered outside.

Slipping through the front doors and into the garden, Bramble began to make her way through the blooming rose and violet blossoms. The scent in the air was floral, soft and delicate, but a tinge of urine and musk that made her nose twinge for a moment began leading her in the right direction. Thankfully it wouldn't take long and she was only slightly tired by the time she quietly approached the slumbering giant. Pausing to look, she smiles, almost wondering if she could go lay down beside him and nap as well. No, no. She can't do that with her sister's boyfriend. Distance. Keep your distance!

Approaching as quiet as she can, cat-like claws aiding her in subtle steps, Bramble nears unnoticed. Reaching down, she grasps Quill's tail and gives it a playful tug before jumping back out of the way. One never knew how others reacted when getting woken up! Stifling a giggle behind a lifted paw, she sits down and allows her tail to wrap around her legs. "Wakey wakey. I came to check on you," Bramble smiles at Quill, her turquoise eyes lingering on his handsome face.