eyes like yours

"Really?" Astonished, orange eyes meet his, checking closely for any hint he was pulling her leg. Phineas had never teased in her such a way, and there only seemed to be seriousness in his answering tone. She snuggled closer to his pale fur with a great smile of glee, and satisfaction. She couldn't wait to see the look on Kyros face when she told him. Yet, she wasn't about to move from her father. She was liking the idea she had him all to herself, because she had greatly missed him. It seemed that these moments were few with all he things he had to do.

He offered to tell more of the story, eagerly she bobbed her pale crown, yet to notice the wiggling beat of her tail that seemed to have a mind of its own. Captured by his voice, and the images of Helios and Selene, Hypatia long forgot her nightmare, and became wrapped in a different world. One that rang with steady, deep tone of Phineas, and of things she wished to see. She only hoped this would not be the last story. That they would again sit and speak of the world and its stories. That they would always have time to steal moments together.

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