[Spontoon] The Glass Goose: Missing Him [PLUG]
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The leopardess crossed over to the table and sat down, her tail waving gently behind her. She picked up the envelope with a tender smile, popping a claw on her pinky finger and running it down its length with the faintest sound of tearing, followed by the rustle of paper as she pulled forth several folded pages and read them in the yellow light of the lantern above the table.
As the tabby studied her hostess from across the room, the great cat female's expression went from mirthful, to concerned, to happy, to wistful as she finally laid the pages down and picked up a sheaf of loose bills that had come out of the envelope as well. These she carefully counted, smoothing each down on the stack as she went with a look of concentration on her face.
With a final nod, she gathered up the envelope and its contents and stood, turning and walking over to the framed picture on the wall, where she leaned forward and placed a kiss on the glass, then removed the handkerchief on her head and carefully rubbed out the smudge on the glass.
The leopardess then crossed to the chest of drawers and crouched down on her haunches in front of it, fishing the key from her hip pouch by it's red yarn loop and unlocking the padlock. She added the letter to a string wrapped bundle, piled the money under the snarling little tiki after planting a kiss on each of its glaring penny eyes, and then carefully locked the drawer.
Then she stood, leaning on tip toes over the chest of drawers with her tail idly waving behind her, and pulled the pin with it's dangling medal from the map, and carefully pushed it in at another point along the blue grease pencil line. She kissed her thumb and touched the medal with it, then clasped her fingers and bowed her head for a moment.
Her brief prayer finished, Huakela arched her back in a long, luxurious stretch, and undid her braid, allowing a cascade of long black hair, like oil or ink in its flow and luster, to tumble down her back over the dark flower field of rosettes. The leopardess paused and unbuckled her hip pouch and set it on the dresser, then padded across the room to the table, lifted the glass on the lantern, and blew out the light, plunging the hut into a velvety darkness.
Text and art ©
warren
The leopardess crossed over to the table and sat down, her tail waving gently behind her. She picked up the envelope with a tender smile, popping a claw on her pinky finger and running it down its length with the faintest sound of tearing, followed by the rustle of paper as she pulled forth several folded pages and read them in the yellow light of the lantern above the table.
As the tabby studied her hostess from across the room, the great cat female's expression went from mirthful, to concerned, to happy, to wistful as she finally laid the pages down and picked up a sheaf of loose bills that had come out of the envelope as well. These she carefully counted, smoothing each down on the stack as she went with a look of concentration on her face.
With a final nod, she gathered up the envelope and its contents and stood, turning and walking over to the framed picture on the wall, where she leaned forward and placed a kiss on the glass, then removed the handkerchief on her head and carefully rubbed out the smudge on the glass.
The leopardess then crossed to the chest of drawers and crouched down on her haunches in front of it, fishing the key from her hip pouch by it's red yarn loop and unlocking the padlock. She added the letter to a string wrapped bundle, piled the money under the snarling little tiki after planting a kiss on each of its glaring penny eyes, and then carefully locked the drawer.
Then she stood, leaning on tip toes over the chest of drawers with her tail idly waving behind her, and pulled the pin with it's dangling medal from the map, and carefully pushed it in at another point along the blue grease pencil line. She kissed her thumb and touched the medal with it, then clasped her fingers and bowed her head for a moment.
Her brief prayer finished, Huakela arched her back in a long, luxurious stretch, and undid her braid, allowing a cascade of long black hair, like oil or ink in its flow and luster, to tumble down her back over the dark flower field of rosettes. The leopardess paused and unbuckled her hip pouch and set it on the dresser, then padded across the room to the table, lifted the glass on the lantern, and blew out the light, plunging the hut into a velvety darkness.
Text and art ©
warren
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Leopard
Size 700 x 790px
File Size 127.5 kB
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