King Elk Forest proton, neutron, electron, crouton

Nothing beats the warmth of morning sun on a cold day, absorbing the heat from the rays beating down on her. She’s not curled up but she’s not quite sprawled out, lazily laying on her side to get the most coverage to heat up as possible. Eventually, if she would remain uninterrupted, she’d flip over and do the same for her other side a little longer.

However, just before she’s ready to flip over, she hears the crunching of cold ground coming in her direction. Sunflower does not move right away but one ear flickers to listen, waiting to see if it’s worth stirring for. The scent of Delight comes through and she lifts a brow but does not open her eyes until she hears him call to her. ’Sup, he says to her and she slowly looks up to him but at first she doesn’t move. When the sound of another not far behind him shows up, she slowly lifts until she’s eternal, one half of her cold and the other half on fire.

”Well, isn’t this my lucky day,” she purrs with a smile, crossing one front leg over the other while she looks up between the two.

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