Furry Sleepover!

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

I hate jammy dodgers *He said finishing off his biscuit* But yes that is what they are called.

[Cifero Windtail]

The crat smiled and polished hers off as well. "I see," she said.

[Bellator]

That's pretty cool you noticed that, Cifero. *Cocks head slightly to the left* You notice a lot of details, huh?

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*crest walks behind bellator and grabs a hold of her wings* I love wings! I wish I had some.

[Bellator]

*Jumps in surprise before realizing it's Crest* Thanks! *Smiles* They're pretty useful, and fun.

[Cifero Windtail]

The crat's face flushed as "her" name was mentioned. "Thanks," she said, rubbing her arm. "... Wings certainly are fun. I've got a pair myself."

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*crest sat down* don't make me jealous

[Cifero Windtail]

Cif chuckled and sat down beside Crest. "That was not my intention," she said, tugging on the sleeve of her orange hoodie. "Besides, there's a lot of preening involved too, and god forbid you break one. It makes getting clean a real chore." The crat chuckled. "At least you're in pretty good shape."

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*crest shrugs* yeah I suppose *strokes wings* so cool

[Cifero Windtail]

Cif blushed a little as Crest touched his/her wingtips. "You know, it's a bit too hot for a sweatshirt anyway," she said. "I should probably take this off. You'd really be able to see my wings then." She bit her lip. "The thing is, I... I'm not sure if my pajamas are exactly appropriate." The crat tugged at the leg of her lavender sleep shorts.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

It won't matter to me. As long as your not naked wear whatever you want *he says still playing bwith the wings*

[Cifero Windtail]

Blushing, Cif nodded meowed cutely as Crest played with his wingtips. "Careful, those are sensitive," he/she said, starting to take off his/her hoodie. "And don't worry, I'm not naked..." As the crat pulled the sweatshirt over her/his head, her wings became more and more visible, as did a portion of her lower back.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*he looked at him/her smiling* I do really like your wings!

[Cifero Windtail]

Cif gently tugged off her sweatshirt, then straightened the bow in her hair and tugged her matching lavender top town as far as it could go. "Thanks," she said, blushing as she rubbed her arm. "Do I look alright? I know I'm a bit soft around the middle, but other than that, is this appropriate?" The crat faced Crest, his/her hands wrapped around herself in an attempt to cover her mostly bared midriff.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

It's fine honestly *he hugs her* why do you even care what other people think?