[se] baby that's the fun of me

The feeling of hands on her whiskers is bizarre, and Amalia wrinkles her face in response, sensitive hairs tickling beneath Aoife's palms. "Yeah." Sheepishly the girl sits back, taking her tail into her hands and twisting nervously at the luxurious fur. "I know it's been half a year and I should know more, but..." She glances at the grazing unicorn, remembering her predatory possessiveness with Kiada, they way the leopard could still take over when she changed her skin. Suddenly self-conscious, the girl's features retract back to their human state, anxiety rising in her mind. Amalia i've been watching your kindness keep a lonely company - look at the fire and think of me