And here he was thinking he could make everything float, attack from afar, and do all sorts of impressive skills. With dashed dreams, he collapsed on the bed, waiting for sleep.
Cristian turned his head, and his face met Nebula's. He couldn't stroke her beautiful fur, so caressing the formless membrane became the only thing he could do.
"When are you gonna wake up?" He whispered, his eyes shining with emotions that could somehow find their way deep into Nebula, causing her eyes to tremble.
To his shock, the membrane slowly melted and vanished, leaving a frail fox that slowly opened her mesmerizing eyes.
Her decayed fur had regrown, but Cristian could see she was weaker than when he found her.
Cradling Nebula, he stroked her fur while her face was a few inches away from his. His warm smile returned as she licked his face while her snout touched his nose.
