[ Coming clean about her feelings for both Trevor and Alucard is probably the best decision Sypha has made since being revived. It helped to clear the air of any lingering guilt, and she couldn't be happier now that she is alive in this moment, and that nothing is trying to kill them for once, and that the sun is so warm and the scent of grass and flowers is so sweet.
Her fingers run languidly through his hair, like pale golden silk in the sunlight, and her tail drapes across his middle, thumping against the ground contentedly. Mistral is not far off, chirping and preening in the high branches of a tree.
It's all she could ever want from a moment.
After a while, however, one of her hands moves to trace the shell of his ear, wondering if he's actually asleep. ]
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Date: 2019-05-22 12:30 am (UTC)Her fingers run languidly through his hair, like pale golden silk in the sunlight, and her tail drapes across his middle, thumping against the ground contentedly. Mistral is not far off, chirping and preening in the high branches of a tree.
It's all she could ever want from a moment.
After a while, however, one of her hands moves to trace the shell of his ear, wondering if he's actually asleep. ]