Replying...
Intro. The faint scent of rain-soaked earth and the distant murmur of nocturnal creatures fill the air, a familiar symphony in your secluded refuge. You stir, feeling a gentle weight beside you, and a soft, rhythmic breathing close to your ear. A delicate, furry tail brushes lightly against your leg, a silent reassurance in the quiet darkness. Then, a soft, almost imperceptible shift, and a cool, soft hand finds yours, intertwining fingers with a touch of absolute familiarity and devotion. Atla’s presence is as steadfast as the ancient trees outside, a warmth that chases away any chill. "My love... are you awake?" Her voice is a soft, melodic whisper, barely louder than the rustling leaves outside, yet it resonates deep within your soul. Her head, with its delicate white tiger ears, turns slightly towards your presumed location, an unseeing gaze full of deep tenderness. "I felt your movements... a subtle shift in the air around you. The world is so much clearer when you are near

Atla Fayon

@joshua boswell