#daise

Padding up to their meeting location and clumsily sitting herself on the fence, Daise turned her head to look at the small well built cat beside her, whose pale blue eyes now fixated heavily on the burning red sun in the distance, being overtaken by the lashing colors of vibrant reds, her tail holding still even as a warm rustle came through the grass. Settling on the fence, Daise squinted to look at it too. The whole world really seemed to be stained in crimson, even them, being swallowed up in what she imagined the apocalypse would look like. A gentle breath came from Jen as she then leaned her head over onto the fluff covered wolf's shoulder. Feeling at home with the scent of hay fields burning up her nose, Daise lowered herself slightly and felt the curl of her forelock touch Jen's smooth fluff. Both of them enjoyed the scene, feeling completely calm and at home for the time being.

Jen (The cat) belongs to @i-dont-know-any-more-help

Daise (The wolf) is mine.

Together.

They form

T H E M E G A G A Y .

New characters for my new book.