[IO!-IJAIRC!] The Phoenix, the Fox, and the Finneas

[Ezrihel]

Walking back into the little underground den-house, Kyda took a deep breath in and gave a big yawn, her lips pulling thin and stretching over her perfect white teeth. The burger had been pretty great, in fact, she had never had something quite like it. Beef wasn't that popular of an item back in her home-before-her-forest-home, at least not in burger form, and having wandered the forests for such a long time, she still hadn't found any beef cattle to sink her teeth into. ... That and as a dainty little old white fox, she had lacked both the physical strength and size to ever dream of taking down a "free ranged cattle", as the diner place had called them.

Looking down at her pale and slender hands, she also realized that without her handy dandy and utterly super amazing new opposable thumbs, she wouldn't have been able to properly butcher her food, let alone grind it and prepare it properly, or even start a fire to cook a juicy burger on for that matter! Aah, the world seemed both more complex and better, yet worse, as a human. She certainly didn't agree with this clothes thing she had been oh so lovingly forced into by her new nestmate. Though, as it was his den, she would respect his den-rules.

Looking around the den-house, she grabbed onto Finneas's left arm, snaking her right arm around his as she followed him down the hall, her eyes glancing from wall to wall and taking in how everything was arranged and set up. To be fair, she actually hadn't seen very much of his den-house yet, so she was still curiously ogling everything she had a chance to whenever she was presented the chance.

Walking into the great nice book-note-collection-room, she let her eyes scan across all the walls, not noticing her arm come un-entwined from Finneas's. Her ears perked up and she snapped out of her revere at the sound of Finneas sitting down and kicking back in his large processed-cow-skin-chair. He lounged back and looked so comfortable that she couldn't help but stretch her arms up to the ceiling and give another big yawn.

“If you feel tired at all, you can rest in the bedroom, unless you still want me to show you more of my work. It is getting pretty late though.”

Pursing her lips, she took a few moments to contemplate both options.

"Can... Can I see more of your work before- Before I--" She gave another yawn. Her sleep schedule was totally and completely thrown off by this entire thing.

"--Before I get some sleep? My natural sleep schedule is all kinds of thrown off by all of this... Usually I'm more awake during the later evening and night, and I go to sleep after the sun rises for the most part... I... I actually like to take naps through out the day-- Is that something that humans do, or will I be in opposition of a societal game rule I'm currently unaware of?" Her tone actually wasn't at all sarcastic during her questioning. In fact, her voice had taken on a much more gentle and soft, sleepy lilt and tone since she had finished eating.

Giving a glance up towards Finneas through white eyelashes, she made a slightly contemplative expression before she decided that she would just simply sit on the floor between Finn's feet. With another yawn, she rested her back against the front of the chair and nuzzled into his knee, making a noise of content before again asking him to tell her more about his work.

And so he did. He regaled her with little short tales of his various journeys into the woods, a long with stories about mixing all kinds of different and interesting potions, including one that burned part of his eyebrow off and singed some hair as well at one point... Okay, on several points with several differing potions. He just had to say that he had quickly learned to wear protective goggles on his face when he played around in his lab.

He talked on for quite a little while, perhaps about an hour. Having just finished up a rather exciting story, he paused for a moment, about to ask Kyda a question when he heard a soft snore come from her. He gave a soft smile and picked her up from the floor, cradling her gently as to not wake her up and be in what would most likely be an awkward situation. He would take her to his bedroom and pull the sheets and blankets back before laying her on the bed and pulling the covers up to her chest.

He turned off the lamp on the night stand and made to leave. As he was turning to leave, he heard Kyda rustle, soft sounds coming from her before he felt her hand gently touch his own. He turned to look at her, his vibrant green eyes meeting up with her own sleepy yellow-green ones. Before he had a chance to ask her what she needed, she spoke.

"Finneas... The nest-den ish cold... You should snuggle wiff me an help keep me warm... Please..." She gave his hand a soft squeeze before dozing back off.

With a soft smile, Finneas took his goggles, belt, shoes and pants off, changing into something more suitable for sleep, like pajamas, before climbing into bed next to her. It seemed that as soon as he got himself comfortable under the blanket, she had rolled over, throwing her arm across him and resting her head on his chest. Though her fluffy ears tickled the underside of his chin, Finneas found himself comfortable enough to wrap his arms around her to make sure she didn't move too much and wake them both up.

Thread End.