Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150530135920/@comment-5543592-20150601192550

Lazarus Grimm wrote:

What this meant to her she had little knowledge of, but it looked as if the girl was being saluted by the crowd. Hailed as some sort of saviour. Najiima whimpered and wailed in her sleep, slightly nudging her muzzle against Scire's shoulder.

Scire stirred, primarily do to the fact that she was crying in his ear and rubbing his shoulder with her face.

"Najiima?" Scire asked groggily, his eyelids peeling back to reveal the pupiless orbs underneath. "You okay?" It took him a few moments to process she was asleep, so in turn he just held her tightly, brushed his hand down her back, and whispered soothing words to her.