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askthisfoxy:

This she had thought about how to answer. There were so many reasons she did not say anything, not the least of which was she could never be sure of her own feelings and her own future directly, but she had decided to simply ‘go for it’ despite the uncertainty. That was what life was about, after all. Exploring and experimenting, and going in without knowing for sure what could come of the interactions.

She thought for several more moments how to address this question. What could she say? She was content to snuggle up against the owl, pondering. She had not seen any possibilities relating to this moment, considering she was, well, directly involved in it. She could never see her own possibilities. “Well…”

Was this the answer, though? After a moment, she felt as though it were the best answer, if not the only one. “I was not entirely sure, to be honest. I have not felt this way before, and since I cannot see anything in my own future directly, I could not even guess how you might react.”

The lynx chuckles. Still, things had worked out. Perhaps she should rely on her power less?

“I decided though that I would tell you now, because I did not want to sit and wonder forever. I wanted to know for sure, and I figured now would be the best time, if I were to do it at all.”

How long has this been going on? Have they been yearning to be noticed? He almost hopes this didn't develop until recently; he really didn't have a clue. He just assumed they also like snuggling, when it could've been them flirting with him the entire time. However, were that the case, the shadow surely would have mentioned something.. Curious.

Speaking of snuggling, the giddiness has faded away into a calm glee. He relaxes in their arms. Ohh, if only he could purr.. But, coaxing it out of them is the next best thing. Reaching a hand up, he starts to scratch behind their ears while the other rubs up and down their back. Ah, they were being cautious around unfamiliarity. "Heheh.. I, uh.. I guess I am rather fond of you."

Well, now they know for sure. As well as him. Yes, this feeling.. He can say it and mean it. This goes beyond simple comfort. He cares for them more deeply than just a friend would. He nods vigorously. Now is indeed a perfect time. "I think you might be right. It does take me a while to--.. Let's make this official, then. I love you, Lynda~!"

Tiny Throwback Thursday - Send ✿ for a sweet kiss on the cheek.

The owl squeaks in surprise, his eyes opening wide. Did he just get smooched?! Then, giggling wildly, he bashfully covers his feathery cheeks with his hands. His eyes closed, he softly rocks side to side as his feathers fluff up a bit. He can’t believe it. Sweet little Lynda just kissed him~.

Eventually, he’s able to calm down, and happily look at the lynx. Ooh, were it not for this silly beak, he would so return that! A happy laugh and tight hug will have to suffice.  “Lynda~! Stop that! I’m supposed to be the ridiculously cute one!”