Phoenix Maplewood love as if you were a child

she had the same folksy wisdom as her brother; if the voice had been masculine, aditya could have closed his eyes and pretended it was grayday speaking to him, instead. awash in comfort, he did, in fact, close his eyes, pressing his muzzle against kitten's forehead in blissful relief. it was only when he heard her begin to step back that he looked up at sunspot once more, brows raised.

"won't you stay?" he asked, half-pleading. "i know it's a little chaotic here, still. . .but we would love to have you. sunny and dawn--those are grayday's oldest children. . .they would love to spend some time with their aunt." had they ever met? adi wondered just how familiar grayday's morningside family was with sunspot. he had been here for a year and not seen her.