Larksong Grotto Mossimo

she was thrilled, so so happy. he agreed, she could leave. she didn't have to pretend to be some worshiper of the sun, of all fucking things. she might've cried, had she not been so proud of her emotional and physical strength. "fine," she said, though it was more of a chirpy agreement than a 'ugh fine whatever.' she paused, tail waving. "then we've got some time, right?" she asked, a bit of an edge laced into her voice, she pressed her nose to his cheek, and the pair stayed further in the cave until morning-- where they both took their children and fled the territory.