ANYTHING CAN BE EATEN EVEN IF YOU SAY NO ⚘ plexus

[aesior]

EVERY GRIN WE SHARE IS LIKE.
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack

He was beyond pleased by how delighted plexus was, tail flicking happily by his paws, the fur that had been groomed away from stressed reactions having grown back. Padding over to his friend, he settled near, allowing a paw to dip into the crystalline waters, sniffing it after drawing back. Breathing out with a graceful sigh, he stretched out his forelegs and rear legs, settling his nose at the water's edge, tail softly flicking now and then, the less fluffy beast enjoying himself. Rolling slightly to his side, he gazed over Plexus' pelt with a critical eye, grinning at the sight of the lavender growths in his fur.

He was beyond happy to see the plants, it reassured him in a way, to see life among his pelt as well. Inhaling his friend's scent, he would gaze about the clearing with a light that hadn't been seen in his eyes in years. Soft soundless breaths left him, poor attempts at purring with vocal chords that had been cut, but he was beyond ecstatic, slow blinking to convey this. He could understand his body language just fine, and was happy to respond with his own. Leaning closer for a moment, he attempted to distangle any twigs that had manages to get caught up in his fur, paws kneading the ground when they weren't working.

A PRAYER COMMITTED TO THE SONG WE SING.
aesior opheles of tanglewood. -- grim - feline shifter.

credit @/teef