When the light breaks through the blinds and the sounds of the world play through the slightly ajar window its rays dance upon a sleeping vixen, just waking up from a restful sleep, her night having been spent in the arms of her love. And though now he was away at work until the afternoon she had his company in the little plushie he'd taken the time to stitch together himself, a little lopsided but with love in each stitch and button eye. Of course she'd made one for him too for when one of her work days fell when he'd have a day off. And on the days they both worked their little stuffed counterparts had each other still, as close to one another as those they represent.

This cute YCH was done by   morgdl

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