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Yukihiro and Kisara rested half-submerged in the tropical water. Hand held in paw. The water half covering both feline and human bodies.
Yukihiro wondered what it must have felt like, to have fur.
Every once in a while he caught sight of Kisara’s wet fur as it gently swayed to the ebb and flow of the warm water.
Above them the expanse of stars painted a dotted and sparkling celestial canvas cross the sky.
“It’s so beautiful,” Kisara muttered as her ear flicked against the water.
Yukihiro whispered. “Still not as beautiful as you.”
Her paw against his hand squeezed.