[It's funny, how different things were from last year. Last year, they were outside in the cool winter air as fireworks burst all around them, the new year heralded by the cheers of the various partygoers at Maya and Dandy's party. It was perfect to Elsa, and yet... it's funny, how tonight is completely the opposite. Alone in their room, wrapped up and warm with nothing but the crackling of the fire to break the silence that fell during the lulls of conversation.
Those furry, rounded ears atop Elsa's head twitch, and her hands knead gently at Cass's sides - very reminiscent of a cat kneading a spot on the bed (or its owner) as it settles in to rest.]
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Those furry, rounded ears atop Elsa's head twitch, and her hands knead gently at Cass's sides - very reminiscent of a cat kneading a spot on the bed (or its owner) as it settles in to rest.]
Happy anniversary, Cassandra.