The Sentinels Hakuna Matata

A blush crept into her cheeks as the lily repeated back her request, her ears tilting back slightly. She was not usually like this, and maybe it was her heat driving her, though she couldn’t truly be sure—he hadn’t left her thoughts since she has arrived home and, maybe, seeing him again would solidify or dispel this persistent feeling of what-if.

Y-yes, thank you so much, Kirain. She moved to nuzzle Kirain’s cheek in gratitude and as a farewell for now. There is one more thing I ask—be safe, okay? She hugged the female tightly, some emotion whirling in her that welled in her eyes. There was a time where being alone was nothing, she could handle it just fine. But now? Now that she could call someone a friend? It broke her to see her go. There was fear that Kirain would not return—like her family.

Turning quickly, she sniffed, unwilling to let the tear that threatened to fall be witnessed. Safe travels, my sweet lily.