The cat troll was so warm. It had been sweeps since Kanaya had enjoyed the Alternian delicacy of hot cocoa, so long ago, back when she called the occasion on which it was typically enjoyed Twelfth Perigee's Eve instead of Christmas. This likewise filled her with a sensation of euphoric buoyancy radiating from her pumpbiscuit outward. With cultural context - nothing caliginous or corpse involved - it was easy to be confident she had never felt this way before.
So of course Kanaya returned the kiss - still softly, for now; she had genuine, albeit perhaps neurotic, concerns that without a degree of hesitance she would devour Nepeta then and there.
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Date: 2013-06-24 04:10 am (UTC)So of course Kanaya returned the kiss - still softly, for now; she had genuine, albeit perhaps neurotic, concerns that without a degree of hesitance she would devour Nepeta then and there.