In Changelingia (West Equestria), Brie gains the support of a Changeling queen for his endeavors. Spark is doing his best to help an ill Wolf spiritual leader.
In Free Equestria (East Equestria), Iron is trying to intimidate a group of criminal griffin interlopers. Fantasy Play is helping to shut down an Anarchist press. Silver is helping his new household. Amber Sunset is walking through the city, and Dark Star has just finished helping the orphans.
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"I'm not sure. It depends on how the city and the owner want to approach the site, really. Could be a couple days. Might be longer."
He maintains the hug, but pulls back just enough to smile at her.
"Then I should be able to see you again before you leave. We should still share addresses, however. That way you can let me know when you are certain of when you are leaving. I would like to see you off, at least."
"Alright." She smiles
The taxi arrives at its destination.
Silver pays the taxi driver, and exits the taxi.
The two little ponies are positioned again outside of the motel, about near the entrance.
Pear looks down and away.
“I... should say” she paws at the asphalt parking lot. “I’m.... sorry for being kind of dismissive of your advances earlier. And uh... and for calling you a ‘gangster.’ You’ve been a tremendous help tonight and I... think you’re a nice pony.”
He smiles at Pear, and bows his head at her.
"It is forgiven. And thank you. Sorry about how unabashedly forward I was."
"Uh, that's alright"
She has kind of an awkward smile
"I suppose this is where we leave each other for tonight...it was great being with you, Ms. Pear!"
Silver smiles, and suddenly jumps up.
"Right, my address!"
He gives her the address to his house.
"Oh, nice." She takes the note, opens her pack, and places it in. She takes a moment or longer to look inside her pack and inspect its contents, to make sure she has everything she thinks she has, or perhaps just to linger on its contents. Then she places it inside, and turns back to Silver.
"It was... nice being with you!" She smiles in a weird sort sort of way, and turns back to the motel complex. "I guess you know where to find me..."
"I hope I can see you again soon!"
He waves to her, regardless of whether she can see him do so or not.
She gives a quick wave back, as if uncertain in her situation, and then looks back down to her pack
Silver looks at Pear, and tilts his head slightly.
"Is something bothering you?"
"Uh... No, I'm fine." She has the same semi awkward smile
“Um... Have a nice evening!”
"Alright...have good night, Pear!"
Is the taxi still there?
Given the limited amount of time, it should be
In that case, he gets back in, and requests the driver heads to the nearest liqour store.
In the darkness it’s harder to see what lies outside. There are not so many street lights, nor headlights of vehicles, nor lights of stores in this area of north town, and indeed, the townhouses, apartment blocks, and combination shops and apartment buildings are scarce, replaced by stand alone shops, the outline of lonely mill, single family houses, grass fields, and empty dirt lots that a month ago likely contained trees for hearthswarming. The first store the taxi goes to is closed, so they go to another location, where Silver finds a store open at least until midnight.
Silver pays him for this trip, and requests he stays here for just a couple minutes. Once he's done that, he goes in to buy some bottles of wine for Jubilosa, and a bottle of whiskey for himself.
Simple enough, but the wine variety is fairly basic. Nothing from the Western Equestrian valleys, but Asterionese wind is available. Whiskey, however, is more to Silver’s taste.
Silver happily grabs a few bottles of the Asterionese wine, and a bottle of good whiskey.
And thus Silver has it for 30 bits
He buys them, gets back in the taxi outside, and ask the driver to drive him home.
Silver does so. The Taxi drives Silver further through the north edge of town, past large centuries old oak trees that are only dark, leafless silhouettes against the headlights, and great bunches of younger, but similarly leafless trees. After some time, the road comes slightly further south, into row houses, and into the road that forms the center of Cherry Hill’s seaside location. The lights become more numerous, and soon Silver sees sights he’s seen before.
The taxi arrives
Silver pays him one last time, leaves the taxi bottles in his magical grasp, and enters his home.
Silver opens the door to see a light on in the living room area, but none upstairs. Mala walks down the stairs shortly after Silver opens the door. He’s wearing a green sweater, and his mane is combed and cut in a short black manner. Most significantly, Mala seems to be wearing a pair of small, golden earrings that he was not before
Silver looks at the gnoll as he trots downstairs, and smiles.
"My, you look fancy, Mala! Where did you go while I was gone?"
“It was the split-toed one. Lua. She cut my mane and styled it. She also found jewelry for me upstairs.I haven’t been anywhere except to the sea and back. I went down the road once but turned away when I saw police. Lua wanted to do someone’s mane, and the Juby didn’t have enough hair, so she chose me instead.”
Mala’s mane is definitely shorter, and it stands straight up. He looks effeminate, but presentable.
"It looks great on you! I hope she can do something like that for me."
“She seems to like doing it. Mane care. She probably would. Mala smiles, and comes closer to Silver.”
He looks around at the room.
"So, where are others?"
“Juby is in the living room.. I think. Lua is either asleep or on the porch upstairs.”
"Thank you Mala. Care to join me in living room, then?"
Mala comes to Silver’s side, and walks with him into the living room. Jubilosa is staring at the television while lying partly on her side, with a firm look on her face
The unicorn initially smiles at Jubilosa when he sees her, but it quickly changes to one of concern when he sees her expression.
"Hello Jubilosa. Is something wrong?"
His smile returns instantly. He levitates one of the wine bottles he bought into view.
"Yes, and I brought presents, too!"
Her beak slowly opens, her eyes slowly widen and focus on the bottles as her face fills with an expression of pure joy
She jumps up and hugs the pony, also grabbing a bottle
He hugs his griffon back.
"What was with your expression earlier? Was something wrong?"
She tries to press her head into Silver’s fluff
“I don’t do so well when I am alone with my thoughts”
There's more than enough fluff for her to do so, and Silver doesn't stop her. In fact, the way he holds the back of her head encourages it. It smells just faintly of him after his busy day, and it's still warm inside from his body head despite being him being outside in the chilled air.
"I can understand that. I am here if you want to spend time together."
She opens a wing, and wraps it around him
“That’ll do... let’s have a glass or two”
He nods in agreement as he pulls out his bottle of whiskey.
"I hope you do not mind, but I also got something for myself."
She breaks away
And she goes over to the bar area, pulling a glass and pouring into it. She turns to look back at Silver
Silver joins her. In the middle of getting a glass, he looks down at the bottle of whiskey he's got with him, and decides to put the bottle away. Instead, he pours a glass of the wine for himself.
"Heh...it may not be my favorite drink, but it will be worth it to drink with you."
She smiles, touches a part of the back of her head, and sits down at the table, turning her body. She takes a drink of the wine.
Silver joins her at the table, and takes a drink of his own wine. He only grimaces for the briefest of moments before returning to smiling.
She looks out over on the water through the glass windows. There are quite a number of lights over the bay.
He looks out with her.
"Water looks very busy tonight."
He looks back at Mala.
"Care to join?"
Mala seems to have been sitting nearby, just barely on the living room side of the floor. Mala moves over quickly, pulling out a chair, and sitting on the opposite side of Silver and Jubilosa
Silver smiles, and looks at Jubilosa.
"Remind you of Sicameon?"
“Not really” she says. “More lights here. More of a bend in the bay. You can’t see land from the sea front in Midora.”
Silver nods, and continues looking out the window.
"Have you ever travelled by sea? Well, besides coming here, that is."
“No. I haven’t. I hadn’t seen the sea before going to Midora to work. My work sometimes involved shipping but... I never even saw the things. The ships, I mean.”
"Really? I thought Sicameon was land of ships, from what you told me."
“It’s known for that, yes. I just didn’t experience it. Not directly, anyways.”
He smiles, and decides to change subject.
"So, I know what Mala and Khoi did while I was gone. What about you?"
“I talked to Khoi for a while. And read magazines. And watched the television.”
"Sounds like fun. I heard Khoi did not get chance to style your mane."
“Well I don’t really... have a mane”
Silver tilts his head at her.
"So what would you call it? Crest? Plummage?"
“‘Crest’ would be the closest” she answers
"Hmm. I should really learn this kind of stuff..."
He scratches his chin for a few moments, before looking at Jubilosa.
"Well, perhaps we should go to spa sometime, you and me."
She looks up at Silver with expanded eyes
“There’s a spa?!”
He smiles and nods.
"I have heard as much, but I am unsure exactly where it is at. We should go sometime, get you all pampered up."
“That would be great!” She answers
He smiles back.
"You sound rather excited about that idea."
“It seems like it would be nice. Well... it’s something I haven’t ever done before.”
He smiles even wider after taking another drink of his wine.
"That is great! It would be our first time together!"
She takes another drink
“There are some good things in this city after all”
His smiles is dulled by this statement.
"I have also noticed that this city seems rotten, but yes there is some good to be found in it as well. After all, I found all of you, did I not?"
“Heh. You did.” She moves in, and rubs her beak against his muzzle.
He rubs his muzzle back against her beak, letting a soft, happy whinny escape his throat.
She rubs more, then rubs the side of her head against his muzzle, and his head. This is better, as her beak is hard, slick, and almost cold, but the feathers on her head are short, mostly soft and warm.
His smile returns to full force. The mutual rubbing continues for a few more seconds before Silver lets out a yawn.
“Did you have a long day?” She asks
He pulls back, and nods. His eyes look tired.
"Yes. It was busy, even though I felt like I did so little."
She pulls her beak forward in a gesture resembling a frown.
“Well that’s not good.” She blinks, and turns her head over towards the water.
“So long as what you did do, was good, then you can say you did good.”
Silver is silent for a moment, as he looks out the window.
"Yes...I think I did do some good today."
“You have done better than many, then” she says with a reassuring tone
He looks at her, and smiles brightly.
"Have I ever told you how glad I am that you are here with me?"
She gives him a mischievous smile, turns to him and says
"No. I don't think you have."
Sipping her wine thereafter
Hello. Time to begin Amber’s night?
De Sew is the most senior of the waitresses, her section includes,
four combination booth and tables (seats 4)
3 regular tables (seats 4)
Melon Mangrove is less experienced, and approximately in the middle. She is assigned the tables on the opposite side of the bar. She has
five booths (seats 4)
four high tables (seats 2)
Mustard Trim is the least experienced. He has what remains, which is:
Six tables in the front section (seats 4; note that it is understood that if tables are combined, this section is the most suited for it)
Two tables of two (seats 2; section is located on the other side of the bar. The "exclave")
The bar is operated by Salt Mixer, and could seat probably about 12
Amber begins today at 5:00 PM. Seating ends at around 9:30. The restaurant is open until around 10 PM on weekdays under current wartime practices.
Amber takes her place at the front of the establishment.
The first evident customers appear almost immediately afterwards: a white Pegasus stallion and a cream colored Pegasus mare, both fairly young
The stallion smiles and faces Amber as if to speak, but the mare speaks first
"Two" she says
>>138512"Right this way,"
she says, taking them to a high table manned (ponied?) by Melon Mangrove. This isn't an establishment that uses a reservation system, evidently.
No reservations. It ain't that fancy.
They take their seats.
Shortly there after, an earth pony mare with two foals (one of whom is yearling) enters
She smiles at Amber, looking up from her youngest child.
"Four. Hopefully" she says, and looking back at her yearling
"Don't pick that up." Then she moves to take hold of her slightly older foal before she runs off.
>>138516"Of course! Your table is over here."
She leads them to a booth in De Sew's section, reasoning that foals might be a little difficult so it's best to let the most experienced waiter handle this.
The slightly older foal, who has surprisingly long legs, takes off running, causing the mare to put her yearling down and chase the filly, before eventually herding them to the table. These tables are also, thankfully, one of the closest set.
Amber has to wait a little longer before the next set of ponies come in; two unicorn mares with purses and who look a look to be maybe 30ish, and who seem to be giggle shortly before entering
Rather than interrupt their conversation Amber starts to wordlessly lead them to another high table under Melon. Midway though she comes to the sudden realization of how this may not work out; she turns and asks, "Are you expecting company?"
One of them - the light purple one, with her mane upwards in a sort of bun, drains the smile from her face. Turning to Amber, she answers plainly: "No."
>>138520"Not a problem, I thought maybe you folks might want more seats in case."
Amber's smile is a bit more strained as she leads them the rest of the way. I've done caused offense already.
I don't know how, but I did.
It's a silent procession to the back, as they are both seated right next to the first pair that Amber seated.
Next: a middle aged mare, a young earth pony mare, and a younger zebra stallion
>>138522What an odd assortment of guests…
This time Amber does not hesitate to ask. "Table for three, or maybe you would like more seats?"
Amber looks curiously–almost in a surprised fashion–at the zebra.
The younger mare frowns, the Zebra looks back at Amber. He has bright orange eyes. The older of the two mares speaks for them
"Yes please. A table for three."
>>138524"Okay, right this way."
They're taken to a regular table under De Sew.
The next to walk in is an earth pony couple dressed in semi-formal clothes. The pair look to be in their late 50s. They do not immediately make any request
>>138526"Table for two, I presume? Let me get you a table."
She takes them to another high table which is managed by Melon Mangrove.
Amber takes the pair to the back to the slowly filling rear section, a move that both Melon Mangrove and Mustard Trim pause to look at. (Not that Mustard Trim is doing anything else).[1d3 = 3]
The next set is a pair of adults (male and female) with one older foal (he has a cutie mark).
>>138529I really ought to balance this better…
She takes them to one of the front-section tables under Mustard Trim.
Mustard takes these, as at the front, a set of stallions, mostly slightly older and some wearing military uniforms (they look like a slightly older Equestrian design but... hard to tell) enters. There are four of them.
This group is also given to Mustard Trim at the front.
The pony frantically rushes to bring out drinks for the first table, before coming to the new one. Evidently they wish to combine tables, as they are expecting more coming.
In next is another pair, looks like a young earth pony stallion with a younger unicorn mare, whose almost white coat has a greenish hue. They come in smiling
"Sure" the stallion answers "Let's see what you've got." The mare giggles, or seems to.
>>138535"Um, sure! Follow me, please."
She leads them to one of De Sew's empty booths.
One of the combination booth-tables?
Correction, although Melon is the most heavily tasked of the three Amber believes the couple would prefer a booth, and so gives one to them.
The stallion especially seems pleased with this decision, as they are lead to the back.
There is another delay, and three ponies enter, one mare and two stallions. They are somewhat middling in age and wear formal suits, including ties. The mare and one stallion are talking... something about an "exodus" or what have you.
These ones will be brought to a combo table/booth this time.
The two don't stop talking, but they walk along. By this time, the first couple seated in De Sews section are leaving, the two hanging on each other.
A very much older couple slowly walks into the restaraunt
What couple? You mean the one under Melon? >>138510
Amber respectfully greets the elderly couple and slowly leads them to a high table Melon is managing, making sure there are no obstacles.
"Heh. Shame on me, then."
He takes a sip of his own wine, then looks over to see how Mala is doing.
Mala sits quietly, occasionally moving his head an field of vision between outside, and Silver and Jubilosa
"Are you doing alright, Mala?"
"Yes." He says simply. His canines escape his thin black lips, but the expression couldn't properly be called a smile. He sits mostly upright in the chair, though he is partly hunched over, and doesn't show any sign of tiring
Silver nods, though he remains a little worried that Mala is bored. The unicorn finishes his glass of wine, and stretches his forelegs.
"I think it is time for me to turn in for night."
Jubilosa drinks more wine, and grins
"Let me finish this glass, and I'll join you."
Silver smiles wide and his ears perk up slightly.
Jubilosa leaves Silver to go upstairs. There is a delay of perhaps one minute while Silver is alone in the room, before Jubilosa comes up. She enters the room carrying a wine glass with more wine in it than when Silver left, and a bottle of wine under her wing
He smiles at the griffon from his seated position on the bed.
"I see you have yourself bedtime drink."
She moves in and sits on the opposite side of the bed from Silver. She is upright, with her hind legs pulled in. She smiles back to him while placing the bottle on the dresser and holding the glass in her left claw.
"A little" she says. "Helps to relax"
He continues to smile, but it's just slightly tinged with concern.
"I know it is uncomfortable for you when we, uh hmm...mate. I hope you do not feel as if you must
"It's okay, Silver." Her legs slowly slump down into the bed and under the sheets, which are pushed back in part. Her body slowly slumps forward in kind, with her laying more on her back
"I don't feel compelled around you, nor in pain. It's okay."
This statement relaxes the unicorn enough that he returns to being his cheery self. He slides up to the head of the bed, sliding his hindlegs under the covers until he's joined her under the bedsheets. He scoots over to Jubilosa and wraps his forelegs around her, cuddling the griffon and nuzzling into the base of her neck.
"I am glad. I just want you to feel as good as I do when we are together."
Silver can feel the feathers of the griffin's neck, her short fur coat, and her long-feathered wings that move aside as Silver moves in. She smiles, but turns her head, swallowing all that remains in the wine glass before placing it on the dresser
Silver stops to look up at his griffon.
"Perhaps you would like to try something new? I get feeling what I have in mind is not very common between griffon mates."
She looks directly up at Silver, and into his eyes.
"I like new" she answers
His smile widens as he moves to straddle over Jubilosa's body. With as fluffy as he is, Silver might as well be an additional blanket for the griffon.
"Just lay back, and relax."
He bends his neck down, and kisses her deeply. Despite how awkward it is kissing a beaked creature, Silver feels as if he's gotten used to it.
Silver's mouth forces the beak open and let's his tongue through. At least it's warm and wet on the inside - if not very soft. Her tongue comes up to meet his. He can feel how her tongue narrows at the end, and how her mouth tastes of wine.
Silver feels a big, long wing come and wrap over him on his right side, then again on his left. She seems blissful, lying there
This continues for a few seconds, the dance of each other's tounges, until Silver breaks it to come up for air. Jubilosa can feel something of his grow and slide up her lower abdomen for some inches. He bends down as if he's going back in for another kiss, but instead goes lower to kiss her neck. He starts to slide his way down her body, planting kisses along the way. As he slides under the covers the unicorn lights up his horn to be able to see her body as he works.
Her neck plumage is middle length and soft. Her coat of gold and white fur is comparatively course, but short. Silver can see how her chest sticks out, her ribs, and her concave belly as he slides down, with massive brown-feathered wings to either side.
He keeps going lower, kissing down her abdoment, her naval, and finally placing a kiss right above her pubic mound and taking a look at Jubilosa's grand prize.
She bounces at his touch, evidently not expecting it. Her long cat-legs move apart and slightly up to make room for Silver. What Silver sees, perhaps, isn't as grand as a mare. There are no large vulva lips, nor puffy anus, nor oversized clitoris, but an understated slit with pink flesh and short fur surrounding it.
The first word that comes to Silver's mind is 'exotic', being so different to what mares have to offer. He lowers his head, placing his snout directly on the fleshy pink slit and nuzzling into it.
She trembles, almost jumps back, but this just rubs her vaginal walls against the side of his nose as she pulls away
"Hehe" she giggles
Silver licks his lips in anticipation of what griffon tastes like. He admires the view of the flower before him before holding onto her hindlegs, and giving her a long, slow lick.
She shakes at his tongue's touch. Her flesh does not want to give way much, but pushes back. There are not many juices, but some flow as flesh is pushed aside. The flavor is difficult to compare, but is a bit tangy.
He savors the taste for just a brief moment before he continues to lick her. He keeps his tongue flat, and licks at a slightly faster, steady pace to get her nice and wet.
She still moves slightly back as if flinching, but then moves less and less, relaxing forward. Her walls still offer stiff resistance, but she becomes a little looser, as liquids slowly pour in.
Jubilosa relaxes her head back, and her wings down.
Silver presses his nose gently against the flesh, and attempts to push his way forward slowly.
Silver presses in, and finds its a tight squeeze, with her vaginal walls constricting around the edges of his muzzle
Silver snorts a little into her in frustration. He sticks his tongue out and strokes it along what parts of her vaginal walls he can reach.
Siilver's snort blows air inside her, briefly parting walls and evidently tickling her, judging by a brief giggle. Silver's tongue can move deeper in, pushing aside walls that move back in when the tongue moves. Soon enough he has a nice movement inside her, and the liquids slowly increase, covering Silver's tongue
Grateful for this small favor, Silver begins to take a slow, methodical approach to his exploration of her love tunnel, running his tongue all along the walls both shallow and deep looking for that one magic spot where he can bring her true bliss.
A given spot remains elusive. What is pervasive are twists and small contractions and loosing movements as Silver pushes his tongue around, walls pushed out and reclaiming their space the moment the tongue moves.
Jubilosa trembles, and extends her legs far out to each side, and her wings as wide apart as she can, while facing towards the ceiling with her beak agape
The unicorn decides that this is, most likely, the result of a difference between pony and griffon anatomies, but he continues to give her the same oral satisfaction. Through every crevace and crease, every contraction and loosening of her walls, he presses and folds his tongue against her insides. He savors the flavor of her, and takes his time to enjoy this wonderful moment with Jubilosa.
Not as many creases and folds, but smooth, wet, warm and tangy walls for Silver to lick against
Jubilosa continues shaking, her mouth moving with silenced moans. Her breathing becomes slower and heavier. She whispers his name
Silver lets out a moan into her in place of Jubilosa's name. His Sword, at full staff for a while at this point, presses achingly and wantingly into the bed below him. He continues to lap at her insides, determined to see to her needs and see her reach climax before him.
It takes some time, and perhaps time moves more slowly with Silver and Jubilosa together in that way. Silver feels the walls contract and lovingly grab his tongue. Her legs stretch out, then her paws. Then she moans, a little louder, and louder, and then... She paws at the air furiously, scraping the air above her, and clawing the sheets below. A warm trickle of liquid flows towards Silver's tongue as she slowly relaxes, and lets her forelegs fall to her side.
Silver laps all of the tangy juices up eagerly, nearly like a dog at a watering hole. Licking his lips, he slides back up her body to give her another deep kiss. Jubilosa can taste herself on his tongue, and she feels his rather eager Sword twitch against her furry abdomen.
She moves up a bit as she takes his tongue against hers, eyes wide open in surprise. As she sits up, Silver feels her chest press upwards against his, and he can feel her deep breaths in.
Once again, the unicorn keeps it like this for a few seconds, only breaking it to come up for air. Taking deep breaths, he says to her with the widest grin on his face,
"I bet you did not know ponies could do that
She has something like an awkward smile
"I guess you teach me something new about ponies everyday"
He tones down the grin a little, but still maintains the smile.
"Did you enjoy it?"
She smiles at him, and seems to reach for the wine
"You've got a skilled tongue" she says
Silver moves to the opposite side, to give her more room to grab it.
"I am glad you think so! I may not have silver tongue, but it is dexterous at least. Maybe we can tell Khoi about it sometime."
Jubilosa reaches over for the wine bottle, and rather than pouring a glass, just starts drinking directly from the bottle. When Silver says that last part, Jubilosa coughs up, spilling some amount of wine onto the bed. But she recovers, and keeps drinking, eyes widened and looking at Silver.
He tilts his head at the griffon.
"What is wrong?"
She stops drinking for a moment, with a couple drops of wine rolling off her beak
"Uh, carry on" she answers
"Was it really that surprising to hear? You have talked to her about our intimacies before."
She tilts the bottle upright, and gives a kind of awkward smile
"You're right. I just kind of... choked on wine."
Silver hugs his griffon tight.
"I am sorry about that...but..."
He pulls back just a little bit, blushing deeply and looking to the side.
"...I do have...question to ask you about that."
She is hugged, but seems ever so slightly offended
"I can stop drinking if I want. I just don't want to."
He quickly looks blankly at her, holds the stare for a few moments, and then starts to chuckle heartily.
"Heheheeeeh...no no, it is not that, I drink more than enough, myself. It is about Khoi."
"Oh..." she turns her head to the side and a little down, looking up and blushing. Then she turns back to Silver
"What... about Khoi?"
"Well..." The blush returns. "...it is odd question, and feel free to say no, I will not begrude it. I know Khoi has been asking about what intercourse is like, she is wanting to find partner, and she is good friend to us both, so I was wondering what you thought about...including her in this relationship? If she turned about to be interested, that is."
Jubilosa is silent for a moment, blinking and returning to silence.
"I guess... uh... I guess we're not... formally committed... I mean... I'm progressive... uh... maybe....?"
He looks concerned at her.
"You can say no, I do not mind. I would rather you not be upset."
Jubilosa places the wine bottle on the table, and sits up. She directs a question to Silver:
"What am I to you?"
Silver sits up as well. He looks directly at Jubilosa.
"I suppose closest term would be marefriend, even if it is not official. I am not sure what griffon version of that is."
She pulls her beak apart in the back in something that could be called a half-smile
"Okay, so I am at least that much to you. Even if you never asked."
He smiles back.
"Does that mean you would want it official?"
"What do you want?" She asks
He holds one of her talons with his hoof.
"I want you, no matter what your answer to either question may be."
She stares into his eyes, and - without answering any question, without saying anything at all - she leans in and hugs him
Silver is surprised only for the briefest second, before he hugs back tightly.
*griffin is hugged*
"You're not... you won't leave me? Will you...? I don't want to leave just yet..."
"As long as you want to stay? I will never leave you."
She buries her head in his fur
There's more than enough fur and fluff for her to bury whatever sorrows she has. It can almost be as good as burying them in a bottle of wine. It has a faintly musky aroma that smells distinctly of Silver.
"Is that what has you so worried? That I would leave you?"
She moves her beak around to plant herself deeper in the fur
"Yes... lose interest"
All she can see is white, or a color very similar to it. Some kind of light grey maybe? Either way, his fur is all she can see. Deep inside it she can feel her beak press against the muscled flesh of Silver.
"Jubilosa, I promise you, I will not lose interest in you. You are not just some..." He struggles to find the right word. "...fling."
She nuzzles his fur... er, 'beaks' it. She seems to smile
"Okay... Just wanted to be sure"
He pets along Jubilosa's back. They stay like this for some time, just the two of them together, until Silver breaks the quiet to ask her a question.
"Yes." She says. As if in confirmation, she reaches out for the wine bottle again.