♖ Twenty-Third Entry § [accidental video + action]
((OOC: BACKDATED TO LATE SATURDAY AFTERNOON.))
[The weather is absolutely lovely in the garden behind the Opera House today, spring bringing warmth and color and flowers blooming in the sunlight. Curled up comfortably in one of the flower beds, under the dappled shadow of a young tree, is a large white dog, sleeping in the warmth of the afternoon sunbeams filtering down past the thin, newly-blossoming branches. If one has encountered him this weekend or on previous days of a similar curse, one may recognize him as Cain's butler, Riff-- and, subsequently, one may then recognize Cain himself, also enjoying a nap in the afternoon sun.
In fact, kitty!Cain is nestled in between Riff's front paws, feeling quite safe and protected in the company of this very large and very loyal dog.
So safe and protected, in fact, that he may, actually, if one listens closely, be purring.
Riff shifts lazily in his sleep, ears twitching as if in a dream, and sleepily nuzzles Cain's warm, purring form. And Cain just streeeeeetches, and curls back up again, drowsily licking at Riff's fur a little, not thinking of what he's doing or why...]
((OOC: BECAUSE THE CUTE NEEDED TO HAPPEN! :D
So idek how the device turned on by itself or what it's doing with them in the garden but whatever. The magic of the power of the cuteness and sparkles turned it on for great justice! Feel free to wake them up from their nap and chat or wander into the garden or something and enjoy the unbearable cuteness~ ♥ ))
[The weather is absolutely lovely in the garden behind the Opera House today, spring bringing warmth and color and flowers blooming in the sunlight. Curled up comfortably in one of the flower beds, under the dappled shadow of a young tree, is a large white dog, sleeping in the warmth of the afternoon sunbeams filtering down past the thin, newly-blossoming branches. If one has encountered him this weekend or on previous days of a similar curse, one may recognize him as Cain's butler, Riff-- and, subsequently, one may then recognize Cain himself, also enjoying a nap in the afternoon sun.
In fact, kitty!Cain is nestled in between Riff's front paws, feeling quite safe and protected in the company of this very large and very loyal dog.
So safe and protected, in fact, that he may, actually, if one listens closely, be purring.
Riff shifts lazily in his sleep, ears twitching as if in a dream, and sleepily nuzzles Cain's warm, purring form. And Cain just streeeeeetches, and curls back up again, drowsily licking at Riff's fur a little, not thinking of what he's doing or why...]
((OOC: BECAUSE THE CUTE NEEDED TO HAPPEN! :D
So idek how the device turned on by itself or what it's doing with them in the garden but whatever. The magic of the power of the cuteness and sparkles turned it on for great justice! Feel free to wake them up from their nap and chat or wander into the garden or something and enjoy the unbearable cuteness~ ♥ ))