Sleepy Fox Hollow the sovereign, the fire, the fury

Pressing her cheek close, she gently preened at Orlaith's fur in a gesture of almost sister-like affection. She inhaled her scent deeply and latched onto it. Now that she had found her friend, she wasn't going to let her out of her sights anytime soon. She just...had so many questions. "It's so good to see you too, Ori." She quipped, fondly addressing her with a shortened, (cuter in her opinion) variation of her own name. 

Flopped down beside her and perfectly content to share each others' body heat to ward off the cold, the faeries tail beat happily at her heels, oceanic eyes sparkling. How long had it been since she had last seen her at the Court? "What are ya doing out all this way? How many others are there...or is it just you?" And now, the endless string of questions began.