Prints' Crator

[Spottedfur]

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[Spottedfur]

Kilmpeh lay in the Alphem(moss-like plant) that covered the floor, happily sunning himself in the spot of sunlight that shown through the roof.

[windsong]

Kirrima padded over, bending down to bury her nose in her mate's bellyfur. "How are you?" she purred, nuzzling him.

[Spottedfur]

He laughed as her whiskers tickled his belly. "I'm good, dearest, and you?" he asked, reaching a paw up to bing her into a cuddle.

[windsong]

She smiled as she cuddled up against him, folding her wings neatly. "I'm doing quite well." she purred, licking his cheek.

[Spottedfur]

"Good. Cuz' if you weren't I'd box the ears of your unhappiness." he said jokingly, swipping out a paw.

[windsong]

She purred and ducked her head to avoid the paw. She smiled tiredly and laid down next to him.

[Spottedfur]

He licked her ear. "They've gotten big, haven't they? The kits, I mean."

[windsong]

Kirrima sighed and nodded, "Oh that Syria. What will we do with her?" she chuckled.

[Spottedfur]

"Indeed." he replied, burrowing his nose into his mate's fur. "But you know what?"

[windsong]

Kirrima purred and looked at her mate, "What?"

[Spottedfur]

"I think she may be jelous of Pillenmay." he chuckled.