Tail curled around her mate, Oakpurr pressed her head into Websong’s shoulder.
“I hope we can spend every night like this.”
Websong gave a soft hum in response, eyes fixed on the dancing lights in the horizon.
Oakpurr knew Web had bigger ideals and dreams than her, but for now, she was loved.
She was not alone.
Aaa merry Christmas and happy holidays to you all! I was gonna write a whole fic for this, but it ended up being kinda disjointed and I didn’t want to finish it. Mayhaps I’ll upload the stuff I did write, but for now, cat yuri.
This is set probably a year before the journey, when Websong and Oakpurr were newly mates. They didn’t work out in the end, but hey, it was nice while it lasted. Right?