Moonspear Synesthesia

"Stop apologizing," he commanded gently, complementing it with a kiss to the top of her small head. Wildfire felt the last of the disproportionate uneasiness and despair leave her. She let out a breath, lips quirking into a smile when Floki reminded her that he still loved her. She knew that. His agitation had been unexpected, surprisingly difficult to deal with, but she had never gone so far as to doubt that. All the same, it was still good to hear.

"...and I still love you more," she chirped quietly before saying, "And I really will prove it to you. But probably after I catch some sleep." She bit her lower lip as she reluctantly pulled away from him, prepared to slog somewhere warm and cozy. "I know you were patrolling," she said, "so maybe come join me when you're done?"