Totoka River turn of the tides

he took note of the hesitant step away and considered backing off himself. she wasn't ying, though truthfully, that's who he wanted her to be. he wished for the comfort he'd so easily sought in the pale sea-woman so many times before. but then tzila took a step forward and filled the hole ying had left behind, and he so easily fell into the comforting embrace she offered.

he closed his eyes as she began to work her way along his ear, a hushed hum of approval echoing in the depths of his chest. carefully, he moved to do the same along her nape, slowly making his way downwards until he began to nibble at the thin fur along her spine. she was a distraction away from the chaos, an excuse to not think anymore. and so he didn't, choosing to dig a hole further down to avoid his problems rather than climb out and face the ones he'd already created.