FOTD 2021

Warm in taste, Vina laid quietly on the floor with her smaller arms wrapped around the warm cup she had in her grasp. Leaning around the corner from the kitchen, she leaned into to take another sip of the heavily spiced drink the light colored but darkly dressed rider made for her. Talking into the other room at the strange eyed dragon that was his own, Lykos seemed at peace and very pleased with the soft words. His paws crossed over each other as he took a floor pillow as his spot, waiting for the female to rejoin as he had finished his drink a bit before her. Vina desired more of the warm drink though, and wasn’t allowed in the living room after a few chaotic happening of messes that Krites still huffed at her for when she tried to ignore the ruling. Maybe if she made big eyes at Folkren he’d give in, but he was curled in the blanket and joined by Kri with a sweet small kiss before sitting next to him.

CLosing her eyes slowly, she relished in the warm feeling her fingers felt from the steam coming off of the drink and the warmed cup that it had temporarily made its home in. It was a more bland color she noticed, much like much of the dry dirt and earth, but was prettied up with whatever things she wanted in it. Today it was marshmallows and sprinkles, even if Krites told her it wouldn’t taste as nice with that in it. She cared not though, sipping at the drink oh so slowly and murred to herself in her pleased ways even if alone on a blanket laid to cover the tiled floor that brought chills.

Everyone was so happy, feeling those tingles rise in Folkren from those sweet side touches, and she knew once she returned she would grow in tingles with Lykos. So what more could the dam ask for? It was a perfect evening to her.