[β π₯β ]ββββββ π₯β βββ [ β ] ββββ π₯β βββββ[β π₯β ]
Lenoreβs Room
[β π₯β ]ββββββ π₯β βββ [ β€ ] ββββ π₯β βββββ[β π₯β ]
Dominic had a small, barely noticeable smile on his lips as she led him across the hallway. He only hoped she wouldnβt turn around and see him grinning like an idiot at the thought of a small, fluffy kitten, and the way she managed to hide it in her room. He was thinking too much of home, wasnβt he? She didnβt even say she had a cat. But at a time like this he wondered what Muffin was doing.
He stopped.
That⦠Is⦠Not a cat.
Dominicβs face straightened completely as she held up the ferret to her chest. His heart felt like it stopped in his chest, and he froze up. He looked up at her, then back at the creature. Then back at her, hesitant. βNo. I am not afraid of aβ¦ Rat.β
He waited at the edge of the door, stiff, waiting for her to back away with that hellish creature. Then, as she sat down, he shuffled into the room and awkwardly stood beside her. βIβll only be here a short while,β he stated, watching as she pet Vedetta. He took a deep breath, which hitched as she looked at his eyes. ββ¦Hello?β he said to the creature, his hand hovering above it.
What was he doing?
[β π₯β ]ββββββ π₯β βββ [ β ] ββββ π₯β βββββ[β π₯β ]
@Caticorn β π₯β Lenore Ferrell
[β π₯β ]ββββββ π₯β βββ [ β€ ] ββββ π₯β βββββ[β π₯β ]