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"You alright?"

It was a simple question really, but Kali can't seem to muster an answer for her friend. This job, it's never easy. But Kali thought she'd become accustomed. Thought she'd moved on.

"If there's anything I can do to help," Freckle interrupted her thoughts, "please tell me."

Was there anything to be done? Was there anything to help?

Rhythmically, Freckle made his bed, like he did every night. Like he has every night since he was young and his mother loved him. Like he would every night as long as he could remember how.

"Do you mean that?"

Freckle looked up to find Kali leaning on her elbows and looking… tired. Fur mussed, her eyes looked heavy and searching under the moonlight. The blanket draped around her form, exalting her as royal. Lady be praised, Freckle couldn't think of a more perfect image.

Suddenly the spell was broken. Kali's eyes turned away as she started, "M'sorry, the night air must be ge-"

"Yes," Freckle whispered, "I meant it. Still do."

Nodding and torturously slow, Kali began to move over the feet between them until only the bedroll separated them.

Blushing, Kali looked away and muttered "You should lay down."

Freckle paused, star struck before wordlessly lifting the blanket and crawling underneath, eyes trained on the tabaxi before him.

Tail gently swaying, Kali quickly followed, gently arranging herself, as if one wrong move would change minds, until she was looking up into the face of Freckle. Freckle, with his wide eyes and racing heart, who was doing his best to be still even as their bodies were mere whispers apart.

"Anything?"

…

"Anything."

Curling herself inward, Kali pressed her forehead against his chest and rested one hand against his hip while her tail wrapped around them both.

With a loosening sigh, Freckle placed his hand atop hers and willed himself to sleep.

"You alright?"

It was a simple question really, but Kali can't seem to muster an answer for her friend. This job, it's never easy. But Kali thought she'd become accustomed. Thought she'd moved on.

"If there's anything I can do to help," Freckle interrupted her thoughts, "please tell me."

Was there anything to be done? Was there anything to help?

Rhythmically, Freckle made his bed, like he did every night. Like he has every night since he was young and his mother loved him. Like he would every night as long as he could remember how.

"Do you mean that?"

Freckle looked up to find Kali leaning on her elbows and looking… tired. Fur mussed, her eyes looked heavy and searching under the moonlight. The blanket draped around her form, exalting her as royal. Lady be praised, Freckle couldn't think of a more perfect image.

Suddenly the spell was broken. Kali's eyes turned away as she started, "M'sorry, the night air must be ge-"

"Yes," Freckle whispered, "I meant it. Still do."

Nodding and torturously slow, Kali began to move over the feet between them until only the bedroll separated them.

Blushing, Kali looked away and muttered "You should lay down."

Freckle paused, star struck before wordlessly lifting the blanket and crawling underneath, eyes trained on the tabaxi before him.

Tail gently swaying, Kali quickly followed, gently arranging herself, as if one wrong move would change minds, until she was looking up into the face of Freckle. Freckle, with his wide eyes and racing heart, who was doing his best to be still even as their bodies were mere whispers apart.

"Anything?"

…

"Anything."

Curling herself inward, Kali pressed her forehead against his chest and rested one hand against his hip while her tail wrapped around them both.

With a loosening sigh, Freckle placed his hand atop hers and willed himself to sleep.

"You alright?"

It was a simple question really, but Kali can't seem to muster an answer for her friend. This job, it's never easy. But Kali thought she'd become accustomed. Thought she'd moved on.

"If there's anything I can do to help," Freckle interrupted her thoughts, "please tell me."

Was there anything to be done? Was there anything to help?

Rhythmically, Freckle made his bed, like he did every night. Like he has every night since he was young and his mother loved him. Like he would every night as long as he could remember how.

"Do you mean that?"

Freckle looked up to find Kali leaning on her elbows and looking… tired. Fur mussed, her eyes looked heavy and searching under the moonlight. The blanket draped around her form, exalting her as royal. Lady be praised, Freckle couldn't think of a more perfect image.

Suddenly the spell was broken. Kali's eyes turned away as she started, "M'sorry, the night air must be ge-"

"Yes," Freckle whispered, "I meant it. Still do."

Nodding and torturously slow, Kali began to move over the feet between them until only the bedroll separated them.

Blushing, Kali looked away and muttered "You should lay down."

Freckle paused, star struck before wordlessly lifting the blanket and crawling underneath, eyes trained on the tabaxi before him.

Tail gently swaying, Kali quickly followed, gently arranging herself, as if one wrong move would change minds, until she was looking up into the face of Freckle. Freckle, with his wide eyes and racing heart, who was doing his best to be still even as their bodies were mere whispers apart.

"Anything?"

…

"Anything."

Curling herself inward, Kali pressed her forehead against his chest and rested one hand against his hip while her tail wrapped around them both.

With a loosening sigh, Freckle placed his hand atop hers and willed himself to sleep.

"You alright?"

It was a simple question really, but Kali can't seem to muster an answer for her friend. This job, it's never easy. But Kali thought she'd become accustomed. Thought she'd moved on.

"If there's anything I can do to help," Freckle interrupted her thoughts, "please tell me."

Was there anything to be done? Was there anything to help?

Rhythmically, Freckle made his bed, like he did every night. Like he has every night since he was young and his mother loved him. Like he would every night as long as he could remember how.

"Do you mean that?"

Freckle looked up to find Kali leaning on her elbows and looking… tired. Fur mussed, her eyes looked heavy and searching under the moonlight. The blanket draped around her form, exalting her as royal. Lady be praised, Freckle couldn't think of a more perfect image.

Suddenly the spell was broken. Kali's eyes turned away as she started, "M'sorry, the night air must be ge-"

"Yes," Freckle whispered, "I meant it. Still do."

Nodding and torturously slow, Kali began to move over the feet between them until only the bedroll separated them.

Blushing, Kali looked away and muttered "You should lay down."

Freckle paused, star struck before wordlessly lifting the blanket and crawling underneath, eyes trained on the tabaxi before him.

Tail gently swaying, Kali quickly followed, gently arranging herself, as if one wrong move would change minds, until she was looking up into the face of Freckle. Freckle, with his wide eyes and racing heart, who was doing his best to be still even as their bodies were mere whispers apart.

"Anything?"

…

"Anything."

Curling herself inward, Kali pressed her forehead against his chest and rested one hand against his hip while her tail wrapped around them both.

With a loosening sigh, Freckle placed his hand atop hers and willed himself to sleep.

"You alright?"

It was a simple question really, but Kali can't seem to muster an answer for her friend. This job, it's never easy. But Kali thought she'd become accustomed. Thought she'd moved on.

"If there's anything I can do to help," Freckle interrupted her thoughts, "please tell me."

Was there anything to be done? Was there anything to help?

Rhythmically, Freckle made his bed, like he did every night. Like he has every night since he was young and his mother loved him. Like he would every night as long as he could remember how.

"Do you mean that?"

Freckle looked up to find Kali leaning on her elbows and looking… tired. Fur mussed, her eyes looked heavy and searching under the moonlight. The blanket draped around her form, exalting her as royal. Lady be praised, Freckle couldn't think of a more perfect image.

Suddenly the spell was broken. Kali's eyes turned away as she started, "M'sorry, the night air must be ge-"

"Yes," Freckle whispered, "I meant it. Still do."

Nodding and torturously slow, Kali began to move over the feet between them until only the bedroll separated them.

Blushing, Kali looked away and muttered "You should lay down."

Freckle paused, star struck before wordlessly lifting the blanket and crawling underneath, eyes trained on the tabaxi before him.

Tail gently swaying, Kali quickly followed, gently arranging herself, as if one wrong move would change minds, until she was looking up into the face of Freckle. Freckle, with his wide eyes and racing heart, who was doing his best to be still even as their bodies were mere whispers apart.

"Anything?"

…

"Anything."

Curling herself inward, Kali pressed her forehead against his chest and rested one hand against his hip while her tail wrapped around them both.

With a loosening sigh, Freckle placed his hand atop hers and willed himself to sleep.