Noctisardor Bypass Let me be your light.

At once, Kikimora knew she liked this one. When she was done exploring the scents he carried on his furs, the littlest girl blinked up into his face. He was made of warm hues and his eyes were kind; she blinked slowly, satisfied to share his company.

She followed his earthen stare upward, to the gilded wingbeat of a finch. Kikimora lifted her velvet ears, appreciating the sound of birdsong as it settled on a branch to regard the trio.