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6. for one muse to convince the other to stay in bed the rest of the day!
The starport had been build on the bogs deeper waters and was made of platforms bound to another with bridges swimming on the water like little ships. Those platforms made the buildings slightly, so slightly, sway in the little waves beneath as if they were rocked gently in a cradle. Between the platforms grew reed as high as walls, sepperating the paths and buildings from another with wind rustling through the leafs barely noticeable. The morninglight falling through the reed was as green as emerald and turned into patterns formed elegantly by the reeds shadows. In the stillness of the morning the green light drew lines like plantvines on the floor of the bedroom, their clothes in one corner, the sleepingmat, AyyAyys transperisteel-container, the cocoon of a blanket wrapped around them, and the other womans face that was only inches away from Zivs when, just now, the Tynnan felt Upsides breathing change a little, became louder, more awake.
The Tynnan had not slept very much, as always insomnia had bit into her like teeth, but she had doozed lightly for a few hours with the others calm breathing in her ears like a soft lullaby, so now when she noticed the other woman waking up her fluffy ears flicked after Upsides slow movements attentive. A little grin spread over her round, fluffy face. The next second the Healer only leaned on her elbows and then rolled on top of the other in a swift movement, her knees softly in her sides and her chest against hers as she adjusted the blanket over them again so they both stayed comfortable and warm. “Good Morning, welcome back to the waking. Did you slept well?”, Zivs voice was a little husky from tieredness but still nothing but a purr, quietly, gently with only the hint of slyness dancing behind it. Outside, past the cabines window a breeze made the emerald green reed of the bog rustle a melody as soft as a song. There was a quiet suprised breath-in while the other woman fought the sleep still clinging to her and Ziv waited patiently, her chin leaned on her paws with her head resting on the others chest, nuzzling closer and taking in a deep breath of Upsides scent that was heavy and sour from sleep. Yet under the layers of sweat normal for a humanoid who had just waken up and had not showered yet, there was another scent- earthy and sweet, almost like fresh soil after a light summerrain. A scent of someone healthy, without any injury or emotional stress plagueing her for this moment, a scent of someone who was content and calm. The young woman enjoyed that scent like a sweet parfume. And she did her best to memorize that scent- it was the Tynnans favorite thing to smell. A few moments passed, the green shadows of the reed falling inside the room grew over the ground, the blankets, and Upsides face like flowerranks. Zivs ears twitched when she heard a sleepy mumble from the other woman that could have been a question or something else, but more importantly was the warm hand she felt run over her thigh to her hip where it stopped and rested, fingers curled in the Tynnans, soft, velvetly pelt. “You know, I hope you have not planned anything for your day-” , Ziv purred and when only moments before she had doozed in the quiet morning, cradled comfortably by the slightly moving of the platform the cabine was build on and the quiet sound of the other womans calm breathing, now she craned her neck a little towards Upside, kissing the womans chest, her collarbone, the side of the others neck, her chin, her cheek. The kisses were featherlight, soft, only breaths, although the Tynnans a little sly grin could very clearly be felt: “-because I happen to not yet want to send you on your way.” Suddenly the Tynnan stopped and hasty had to clap a small paw befor her snout so she would not snort a laughter straight against the other womans chin: “Oh hey, that was a kriffing rhyme! Did you noticed?”
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