[ She should have felt him approaching. She had absently noticed that hint of good humor and mischief filtering through the bond as he crept upstairs to surprise her, but in her concentration she hadn't realized that she might be the cause.
At least not until a finger pokes her in the back of the shoulder and she jolts a little, her head coming up.
That's when those emotions she can feel take the forefront in her attention and she laughs, her happiness at seeing him rushing back along their shared connection. ]
Maybe I am. But it seems you found what you were looking for. What mischief are you up to, Cú?
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Date: 2020-07-16 10:03 pm (UTC)At least not until a finger pokes her in the back of the shoulder and she jolts a little, her head coming up.
That's when those emotions she can feel take the forefront in her attention and she laughs, her happiness at seeing him rushing back along their shared connection. ]
Maybe I am. But it seems you found what you were looking for. What mischief are you up to, Cú?