Sunshine

Phoebe giggled softly as Conan bumped her with his large head before heading into the den and quickly making himself comfortable. She turned her body to face him, looking into the den and watching him patting the ground near him as an invitation to join him. A sly smirk crossed her muzzle and a curious gleam touched her gaze. Had this been under different circumstances, Phoebe wouldn't have hesitated to join him in a completely different way, but here they were with him covered in wounds given to him by a wild cat that had tried to kill her. Part of her, the part of her that usually got her into trouble, deeply wished that wasn't the case.

She padded forward with a flick of her tail before leaning down toward him, brushing her muzzle against his cheek and whispering by his ear, "It's really a shame you're injured..." She would let him put together the pieces of what she meant. He wasn't a pup and she was sure he wasn't a stranger to the thoughts she was having, so she left it at that. She would place a kiss gently just under his ear before leaning back from him again, the smirk still present on her muzzle. She knew that maybe she was being too forward, but nothing had stopped Phoebe from speaking her mind before and it certainly wouldn't stop her now.

The russet woman would move around to lay down beside him, being sure not to let their sides touch unless he wanted them to. She didn't want to risk rubbing one of his many cuts and bites and hurting him. If he wanted to curl up with her she certainly wouldn't object, but she would let that be his decision. Her forelegs were parallel to his and she put her head down on her legs, looking up at him from the corner of her eyes to see if he would follow her lead or if he would change their position at all.



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