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A long, shaky sigh from the wolf as she pulls the fox closer. Ori's head settles under Angie's chin, ear pressed against her chest as she just...sits.
Listening to the sound of Angie's heart beat in her ear, her gentle breathing, her soft voice.
“I’m surprised that ice cream isn’t melting from you, Lae. You’re always so warm…”
Orianna is rumbling now; both from Lae’s comforting body heat and also because there is a very pretty woman in her lap feeding her ice cream.
“I feel like I’m the one being spoiled.”
It’s not like Orianna can fight back, at least now without getting her fur singed.
Though she is surprised to find the red-headed woman sitting in her lap. Goodness Laevatain was warm…
“Well, I’ve learned to take my battles more cautiously…”
“…”
She silently holds up the gallon tub of freshly made vanilla bean ice cream like a peace offering.
Ori is also staring at a wall so her eyes to not betray her…
It seems Orianna has decided to join on the Halloween festivities.
Her costume? A dashing, handsome count.
Yes, it was an excuse to wear her favorite suit and capulet.
“Hmmm?”
The wolf acts innocent now even as the pale-haired woman breaks down into flushed stammers and stumbled words.
When did Ori’s arm slip around her waist? She’s so sneaky when it comes to Sara.
A soft chuckle before Ori slips forward in one smooth motion.
Her capulet drapes around Sara while her other hand takes the woman’s, pulling it up to her lips. Feather soft kisses to her knuckles as Orianna practically purrs.
“I think that outfit suits you, Sara dear.”
Ori approaches her co-worker with a smile and a drink in hand.
She herself dressed in a black and red suit; the off shoulder cape gives the allusion of an ancient count. Even her fangs are peaking past her lips.
Dashingly handsome.
A sigh as she’s thankfully able to breathe.
“Thank you dear. Your kindness means I don’t die an early death, even if it would be by a pretty lady’s hand…err, tail.”
Ho’ol is rewarded with a tiny kiss to her tail at least.
She’s trying to pull the tail away from her neck just a little bit…
“Does one involve…a woman strangling their lover to death?…”
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Ori silently pulls the Vulpo into her lap, curling slightly into her and burying her face into her chest.
It’s been a long, long few weeks.
