Snippet #1922513

Kuiyen lied on her round bed, her eyes closed and a faint smile on her face. The faint sound of heels on stone made it clear her dear Kojima was approaching her door, the footsteps followed by a faint knock. "Lady Kuiyen, am I disturbing you?" A soft sigh escaped her lips and she sat up and glanced over at the door. "Of course not." She said with a friendly tone of voice. There you are, she thought to herself as she fell back onto her bed and gazed up at the arched, stone ceiling. Though the church may give off that 'messy abandoned building' look out the outside, the inside was quite welcoming for her. She enjoyed the cold, damp air and the shadows that cast themselves across the cracked benches that were slowly but surely beginning to fall apart. She felt as though this church resembled her in a way; empty yet, completely mesmerizing. "You may come in if you wish. Is there something my sweet Kojima needs?" she said, though keeping her eyes gazing at the ceiling. She had never really been the type to have any interest in having a companion, but something about Kojima intrigued her. She much enjoyed her company and the young werewolf's strong loyalty towards her.