blarblarblar, it be a JACINTO!
Pleasantness, warmth. The only feelings she knew for the moment. She was cradled in Jacinto's arms, sleeping and having a fantastic dream. Everything was going her way, Jacinto was there too. Murmuring quietly in sleepy haziness, the girl pushed her body closer to Jacinto's. The mateship arrangement wasn't too different from the way they had it from before, it was simply just a title. She was aware that he was awake, moving around. Plus the scent of heating food was tempting enough to lift herself from a few layers of the sleepy haze. Ky'allu had not been around lately, but peeking and opening one eye the woman was satisfied to see that he was sleeping in his birdish way on the post that Jacinto had made for him. Jacinto came and went into the room, even coming back into the bed once again. She still wanted to sleep, but kept her ears open for him to wake her up.
Soon enough he did, Jacinto's soft crooning voice made her lift her body from the bed, to rub her eyes from the sleep she had just came from. "Good morning." Was all the petite coywolf could say, but gently the woman crouched on her legs to bring herself into his long arms. Giving a soft but sweet kiss to his muzzle. "How'd you sleep?" It seemed with Jacinto, dreams came up a lot in their conversations, nothing offensive at all though. She ran a hand through the long tangled mess of mane she had once taken pride in its straight and shininess. Omni remained in his arms for a few moments, breathing quietly and in thought. It was strange, Omni being not the most pleasant of beings had landed a man so sweet and gentle, not to mention sexy in his own way. He didn't have to be the most muscular, or the best fighter. He didn't have to be good at anything for all she cared. His body was fit and toned but was not bulky, and her own build seemed to fit his whichever way they put it. To tell the truth, she was a goner. And would be for a long time.
Blue orbs looked at the meat he had cooked, glancing back with appreciation for the things he had done for her. The girl didn't want to sit across from him, not even beside him. She crawled into his lap, seating herself comfortably with her knees out. He'd have no problem with her there, she'd seen the way he watched her. The meat was divided up, and she quietly chewed while peering out into the gray winterland outside.
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