Moonspear cosmos, free beat

She was rocked and cradled as her mother tried to settle the distressed puppy. Lyra herself did not even know why she was so upset, just that she was and nothing could ever, ever make her happy again. Ever. Her breaths came out in quick, tiny huffs as she fussed wordlessly, legs working as she struggled against some invisible monster.

However, her movements stilled as Amekaze gently breathed her name onto her forehead, calmed by the rush of warm air. She froze with legs mid-kick in the air, wondering at the sensation. The smell that engulfed her was familiar and equally as warm. Finally, the girl let out a soft sigh, her breathing slowing, and stubby limbs not as desperate in their flailing now.