[rumbles deeply and closes his eyes as if basking]
It feels much better. I can feel my body. I can feel my brother's gravity and my father's warmth. I could still feel them before, but it was so much muted.
[Moon kisses him again as if to apologize for not lingering the entire night on the balcony. but it’s only a little further along the terrace before they come to another row of wide-open windows. why use a hallway and doors? all of moon’s private quarters share this balcony.]
[there's no lights lit inside, but the big windows fill it with moonlight. most of the room is taken up by a round depression in the middle of the floor— a dragon-sized nest. it's ringed by a low, ornately-carved wooden screen and lined with fresh rush mats.
there's also a second, more human-sized nest. this one, like a giant wooden bowl, is carved in the same style as the other's screen, but it's scuffed and worn, and there's eight-legged scratchmarks scrabbling up the sides in more than one spot. it's filled with patchwork silk cushions, there's a forgotten robe buried among the quilts, and there's an empty mug hooked on one of the carvings.
besides the nests, there's a desk covered in knick-knacks and a dining table covered in paperwork. windchimes and light-catchers hang from the ceiling overhead. a few doors lead off to other spaces.
Moon is skipping the balcony door and climbing in through one of the windows.]
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It feels much better. I can feel my body. I can feel my brother's gravity and my father's warmth. I could still feel them before, but it was so much muted.
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[turning to snuggle in better.]
...Welcome home, Moon.
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I'm home.
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Now who's cute!
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[sticks his nose in randy's hair —to bite one of his wolf ears, but. he's not used to them being gone yet!]
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Back to being human, but everything I love is still here.
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Kinda melts, blushing.]
Geez...
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[whistles sweetly and nuzzles his cheek before kissing him softly.]
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Let me show you our nest.
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...Please.
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It is not far.
[Moon kisses him again as if to apologize for not lingering the entire night on the balcony. but it’s only a little further along the terrace before they come to another row of wide-open windows. why use a hallway and doors? all of moon’s private quarters share this balcony.]
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there's also a second, more human-sized nest. this one, like a giant wooden bowl, is carved in the same style as the other's screen, but it's scuffed and worn, and there's eight-legged scratchmarks scrabbling up the sides in more than one spot. it's filled with patchwork silk cushions, there's a forgotten robe buried among the quilts, and there's an empty mug hooked on one of the carvings.
besides the nests, there's a desk covered in knick-knacks and a dining table covered in paperwork. windchimes and light-catchers hang from the ceiling overhead. a few doors lead off to other spaces.
Moon is skipping the balcony door and climbing in through one of the windows.]
Come in, come in.
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Big nest lil nest, huh?
[eying those scratchmarks, that's the sex nest huh,]
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I have a big size and a lil size, so.
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"Lil", huh.
[shoulderbunp, then striding forward for a closer look.]
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skitters in a year later full of mo(o)nsterfucking emotions
'w' !!
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ok i definitely answered this but dw is a little asshole
dw be nice