#cadoo rps

[cadoodledoodleydoo]

Craving soft vibes ⊹ ࣪ ˖

Slowly coercing others into collaborative self indulgent oc shenanigans~ @splatting-stampede ························

There was a cool touch on her snout. A small palm petting gently across the bridge of her nose. It wrinkled, sniffing the air, instinctually trying to sus out who had stopped by to interrupt her mid-afternoon nap. Aven’s body twitched minutely, muscles fighting the pull back into consciousness. Her facial sensors and nerves were slowly starting ‘reboot’ for lack of a better word, the blood flow now speeding up again. She yawned, the hand only dislodged slightly by the motion. The colors of the room, and of the culprit were slowly coming into focus as her body finally accepted that the nap was over and she’d have to be aware of the waking world again. She tilted her head up and to the side, in order to get a better view of who was being handsy. Ah. There they were. Their swirling calm blues and purples finally came into focus in her mind’s eye, tinged only slightly with the smallest bit of yellow worry. Probably over waking her up. She huffed out a quiet buzzing purr, the corners of her mouth pulling up into a content smile. 

“Hello my little willow-wisp, to what do I owe the pleasure?” her voice was already a little rough with sleep, but her tired purr wasn’t doing it any favors either. She made sure her sensors were fully facing the little ghost now, her head laid on its side across her forepaws. They were floating overhead, laid out on their stomach as if there wasn’t just open air beneath them. They only removed their hand when Aven’s head had turned too much for them to continue reaching without straining their current position.