Cerulean Cape she don’t got a lot to say but there’s something about her

Well, she would never be able to say it with such spiced familiarity, but her second attempt was slightly better: “Shikni raat.” She laughed soundlessly at herself; there was mirth in the curve of her lips and the sparkle of her eyes. The touch of his muzzle to her shoulder was a wonderous, treasured thing that reverberated along her flesh in a delicate ripple of tremors. “Adi!” she laughed delightedly, her voice no more than a tremulous breath shaped into the syllables of his name. “Thank you,” she thought at him fervently, bowing her head and making a sweeping gesture with her tapered muzzle, eyes dipping toward her right shoulder, then her left, as though snuggling into an especially luxurious cloak. She would wear the name he’d given her with pride and joy.

Tufted ears pressed forward upon her crown as he began to speak, a bright grin lighting up his handsome visage. She could not have been more enthralled by the compliment he gave, for flattery about her family drew her like a bee to honey. Seelie’s sweet tooth was incessant, and Aditya was one of the sweetest wolves she had ever met. Nodding encouragingly toward him, she danced a circle around him, pirouetting on nimble paws; her sprightly steps splashed him, but she was utterly unrepentant. The breeding season was nigh, and although Coelacanth herself had yet to experience the changes in her body that would signify fertility, she was giddy just being around Catori.

“I guess we’re related now!” Aditya told her, and to the sheepdog, this was as good an invitation to play as any. She darted in, nose outstretched in an attempt to boop! his shoulder, then cavorted several yards down the beach. There, she dropped into a playful bow, forelimbs splaying. It was a pose that only lasted milliseconds, though. Before she had time to register Aditya’s response — and indeed, perhaps before he had time to respond at all — she spastically dug a Seelie-sized swath in the sand and dove into it, hunkering down with her ears pressed flat against her head. A black button nose and two Neptune eyes peeked out over the shallow “wall” she’d cobbled together with frenetic pushes of her catlike paws. “Come get me!” crowed the plume of her tail.