Stone Circle Hearts are wild creatures, that’s why our ribs are cages.

ahhh no worries at all it always autocorrects to taurus haha

“Nothing,” she insists, smudging at her eyes with a forearm only for the tears to gather again, “well, e-everything, sort of.”

She takes three swift steps and then plunges the crown of her head into Towhee’s chest, as if willing herself to be swallowed up by swathes of fiery fur. It was the first time she’d shown any affection beyond cordial words for the woman. Oh- but she reveled in it, the place created by Towhee that felt like she was hidden somewhere warm and safe.

“Fig is ok,” she murmurs reassuringly into her fur, “and the kids- they’ll be happy to see their grandmother.”