Lion Head Mesa Tiger lily

She pushes her lips to his dark cheek and makes a sound like a sigh, soothed in knowing that her brother had room in his heart to love her, despite daddy’s apparent lack of interest.

“I’ll always be with you, Khaem,” the amiirad makes her own vow as something warm, and affectionate enhances the red of her eyes. She releases his shirking shoulders and mouths an ear, getting a good tug in before romping quickly to the other end of the spring, face glittering with childish amusement.