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[ good boy. tighnari will help himself to filling said basket up, careful as he does and taking in how many he's gathered so far. ]

Hmmm...

[ he ponders the thought, wondering if crystals found in the depths of a lake really is safe... annnd there cyno goes! well. ]

...Guess we're about to find out if they're not.

[ he sits down, staying where he is at the edge instead of jumping right on in after. mostly observing his companion to see. ]

[ he's sure in the water!! cyno swims his way down to the bottom of the little pond, and retrieves a few of the larger crystals in his mouth.

doggy paddling his way back up, he deposits them onto the ground, then climbs out of the pond and.. shakes water vigorously everywhere!! ]

The water is nice and warm.

I'll take your word for it.

[ a quiet huff, said moments before he's sprayed with water that was previously clinging to cyno's fluffy white fur. he yelps in surprise and jumps at the jackal with two paws ready to smack (gently.) ]

That wasn't an invitation to get me wet as well!

Heh. Sorry.

[ he's not that sorry, though.. especially considering he's now pushing his big wet head against tighnari, rubbing it along his fur! ]

You big oaf.

[ said with obvious tease, especially when the ends of that fluffy tail is wagging just a little, but his ears do pin back at that dampness how dare you. he'll try and give one of cyno's ears the lightest of nips in retaliation. hmph. ]

[ that ear nip has him shaking his shaggy head, before he pushes down into the grass and begins rolling against it to get the wet off. ]

I could get used to this shape, you know. [ he says, tail thumping. ] Though the lack of thumbs is a shame.

With how quickly you adapt, I'm sure.

[ he reaches to lick a little at part of his own fur that was ruffled by that big 'ole wet head. tighnari moves to sit afterwards, his tail sweeping over side to side. ] There's only so much you can do with your teeth after all. Granted, staying like this would prove more troublesome than it's worth.

[ cyno sighs softly, the sunlight warm above him, already beginning to dry his fur. he rolls close to tighnari, snuffling into his fur. ]

Mm, probably. But I'm sure I could be faster than usual. Maybe even stronger, even if I can't use a weapon like this.

[ the other receives a gentle whack of the fox's fluffy tail before the fox leans over right after and flops onto his side atop the jackal. his head tilts up, taking in the sunlight with a softer huff. ]

Probably but I prefer you the way you are naturally.

[ even if a jackal cyno is quite fluffy and cute. ]

[ tighnari's little furry body flops right across him, and cyno would smile if he were capable of it, like this. it feels nice to have tighnari close like this, warm up against him, smelling good and familiar..

with a soft hum, cyno curls his body around him. maybe he'll allow himself to enjoy this, for a little while. ]

Well.. I'm glad you feel that way. Cute as you are like this, I feel the same way.

[ for a moment, tighnari hesitates, to feel cyno curl around him but eventually his body relaxes and he curls up against him - slotting them together like perfect puzzle pieces. gingerly, he buries his face a little into white fur, ears flicking back. ]

Keep calling me cute and I'll bite you.

[ which is said with a roll of his eyes, tail thumping against him. ]

I'm sure Collei wouldn't mind us looking like this.

[ cyno hums his satisfaction. it's been awhile since he last felt so.. relaxed, so at ease and comfortable. it's rare that his guard is ever down, even on vacation, but tighnari's presence always makes him feel safe, and secure. ]

Oh, she'd have a field day.

[ a chuckle rumbles in his chest, cyno's ruby eyes half-closed, the tip of his tail twitching back and forth. and hey, it's not his fault you're so cute!! ]

I'm sure she would want a hundred pictures.

Without question.

[ they know collei very well. while she would of course likely fret and be concerned, once she's sure they aren't in danger - she would certainly have a field day. ]

Oh dear. Imagine if word got out? Photo proof of the intimidating General Mahamatra as a raggedy canine...

[ an airy tease as he props his chin on cyno's back, nuzzling his cheek against fur. nari refuses to think he's cute tyvm! ]

Raggedy?

[ cyno's deadpan voice has about 3% more force behind it than is usually does. lifting his head, his eyes narrow. ]

What do you mean raggedy?

It means exactly what it means.

[ shoves a paw into white fur to try and ruffle it. look! ]

I'm not.. raggedy..

[ he's pouting!! ]

[ oh, big baby pouting... ]

You just rolled in the grass, look at all these sticks and grass stuck in your fur!

[ peeks at him, is the baby upset... noses his cheek a little. his tone is still light, nudging him beneath his chin after. ]

You know I'm only teasing you.

[ he's such a big baby. ]

I'm just.. well seasoned.

[ he's a little mollified by the cuddling, though, and he huffs through his nose when tighnari nudges gently at him. cyno noses him right back, then drops his head again, lifting a big paw and setting it between tighnari's ears. ]

Yet you threaten to bite me for calling you cute.

...Well seasoned?

[ what does that even mean. what are you, a jackal meal dish? prepared well done and well seasoned?

he indulges with the returned nosing, tail thumping a bit before ears flick back at the big paw and he's whacking at it with one of his own paws. ]

And I still will.

[ well seasoned!! that's all tighnari needs to know.

those tiny paws smacking at him though.. adorable. a chuckle rumbles like a growl in his chest, and he removes his paw, nudging his nose against tighnari's cheek. ]

That hardly seems fair, you know.

[ he would like more answers, thank you.

ears perk forward at that sound, before they quiver back a little with that received nudge. he tilts his head with a purr-like sound coming from him. until it cuts short as a laugh rumble emits. ]

Cute compliments get overused in my case, what with the ears and tail.

[ but also because he truly doesn't know how to react to cyno calling him cute. ]

Well.. I suppose that's true.

[ tighnari gets called cute often, and even if it's true, it must get a little old. like people calling cyno scary. he's used to it, but sometimes it upsets him.

he drops his head again, resting it in the grass, still curled around tighnari. cyno hums, content, the sun warming his fur. ]

All right. I won't call you cute.

[ .. even if he'll still think it. ]

[ for a moment, tighnari watches him, seeing the contentment that fills the white jackal as he relaxes further from where he's curled around the fox. he contemplates it, thinking about it for a moment and...

in the end, if he really thinks about it - ]

...If it's you, I don't mind.

[ because he knows cyno does not necessarily mean it with ill-intentions or anything. the man is always honest and says whatever is on his mind. tighnari still isn't sure how to feel about it but it isn't a bad feeling, in any case he's sure he himself won't mention this again, so he's fine with leaving it at that. instead, he leans up to rest his own head atop cyno's own while he takes in their surroundings again. catching the sight of distant birds flying overhead with chirps in song. ]

Would you like me to watch you over again while you nap?

[ if it's you, i don't mind.

cyno's eyes open a little wider, his gaze unfocused, fixed on the middle distance; those words make his heart flutter, though he's not sure why - no.. no, he knows exactly why. quiet, intimate closeness with tighnari always makes him feel this way; cyno's heart swells with warmth, and yet it aches as well, heavy in his chest with all the things he's left unsaid.

then tighnari's head rests atop his own, and cyno exhales in a slow, soft sigh, the tension bleeding out of his body. ]

Mm.. now, that's not fair either. Why don't you get some rest, this time?

[ there's some relief that cyno does not push on it, only because tighnari is unsure what there is to say about it. cyno has always been one of the few special cases. which is precisely why his heart drums gently in his chest at being this close, pressing against his warmth as it envelops him in soft comfort.

however, he also knows he cannot push too hard or much. knowing there is still a line they both cannot cross over. or rather, a line he himself certainly avoids crossing. but to feel cyno relax against him has him relaxing himself. ]

I'm not the one drifting so close to sleep. [ his gaze grows half-lidded with minor amusement, peering at the large mushroom-like trees that cover them in this peaceful spot. ] I can rest once we get back. You still owe me a tour, after all.

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