Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170625033737/@comment-27550231-20170629050801

Nezon continues to shed tears of joy as she burys her head in Reginas chest, her (furry paws?) stroking her hair.

Her heavy heaving slows. Her grip tightens. The dams that are her eyes stop swelling and just as quickly as it started.

She sits back up (drying) any vestigial tears and smiles as she looks deeply into her eyes, her deep golden glow becoming a bright amber.

"Thank you... mom."