[silver.]

snowecho // he/they // 31 moons
purrks: -

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It feels like some kind of dream. A dream he didn't deserve. He knows that this meeting of theirs is definitely against some kind of rule-- which one, he can't remember for the life of him-- but part of him didn't... Care. It felt a bit rebellious, to say the least, a feeling he can't remember having felt in a very long time. As she bids her farewell, words so playful and carefree, he can't help the awkward smile that worms it's way onto his face. When had they last smiled? It felt so out of place but he can't stop himself. Unable to scrape together words fast enough to bid her a proper goodbye, they only manage to raise a paw in farewell, ears perked and stupid looking smile still in place.

Half moon, come faster. Please.

cherryswirl | @Dust