#downy

Downy was a kitten that Aster Purr found when he was 3 moons old. He is their paw (apprentice) now and his personality is kinda strange to me

Crowley ran his fingers through his angel's pale hair, stopping at the back of his neck where it was downy soft. 

"Oh don't look at me like that," Aziraphale said, averting his eyes as a blush crept adorably over his cheeks.

"Like what?" Crowley wanted to know, pressing their foreheads together. 

"You know, darling. In that way you have." Aziraphale kissed him softly, still almost surprised that he's actually allowed to now. 

"I thought you liked it," Crowley said in a much quieter tone. 

"I do…too much," came the murmured admission as Aziraphale looked up at him through his eyelashes. 

When I took this photo, I was watching this downy woodpecker (Dryobates pubescens) walking down a thick oak tree branch, when it suddenly stopped and turned as if to enjoy the sunrise.

You know, the photographs that I post here are not quite a vivid as the same photographs that I post at my pixel's gallery, because here, I reduce the size of the photos and usually make a slight reduction in the quality of the photos to make them easier to load.

Downys „Hi dad“ moment