| 11:33p |
Who: Lilyth and Ahayla
What: Waking up, talking more.
When: Shortly after Laeddra’s break out from Silvermoon City.
Where: Temporary camp, Descolace
Rating: PG-13
Ahayla murmured incoherently in her sleep, turning over slightly into the soft feel of a body next to her. She wasn’t awake, by any means, but she knew warm when she felt it, concious or not. Burying her face in Lilyth’s neck, which she somehow manuvered the girl onto her back during the course of the night, her arm tightened for a split second nuzzling the soft skin.
Naturally drawn to the soft warmth she felt, Ahayla didn’t seem like she would be waking up anytime soon. And according to Kumarr, it was time to get up, the great cat [who was really in his teen years] walked the perimeter of the camp, scouting for any danger before he stretched and yawned. He was not going to interrupt his companion’s sleep though, knowing very well that it would not end well.
The sun wasn’t going to rise in the middle of Desolace, and the weather wasn’t going to be changing anytime soon unless it rained…everything seemed peachy. |