As the kitsune passed through the wall between dreams, she reflected on her behavior during her previous, numerous hours spent in the waking world. The first thing she noted was that she needed to seem more grateful to Heinrich for saving her life- twice. Besides.. though he likely did take a peek at her bathing form, as any man likely would, akira highly doubted it was intentionally- at least, not at first anyways. Therefore, if he had seen anything, she couldn't be angry for that. Truly though she was grateful that he had chosen to save her life again, even if it cost her her modesty. After she got over that thought, she moved to her next thought; why had she asked Heinrich not to let her ears or tails exactly? Oh, wait, never mind, that was it. Though it felt good, she didn't like being treated like an animal- though, reflecting on it, he likely didn't mean it in that way... and again, it was a rather pleasant sensation.. so maybe she'd allow it.
Another thought came to mind- he had mentioned bathing.. together... for safety. While She understood the reasoning, and it was logical, she just didn't feel comfortable with the idea. The only ones who should be able to see that much of her would be herself and if she was to ever marry someone. Then again, depending on how much he had seen earlier, was there even anything to hide at this point? Still, if it ever came down too it, she'd want a curtain of sorts between them.
Though she couldn't deny to herself she was attracted to him, though she would still get to know more about him and would want to be in less of a life or death situation before she'd even consider acting on the feelings. Though from what she knew, what wasn't to like? He was kind, attractive, and he seemed caring, as well as strong. The more instinct driven part of her also determined that if it ever came down too it, he'd be a wise choice in partner and likely a good father to any children.
It was then she finally looked up and took in her surroundings. It appeared to be a classroom of sorts. However she couldn't pick out who the dreamer was... none of their energies fit that of a dreamer. However, looking at the other females of different races in the room, she inspected the outfits carefully. Gosh, was that really how students of these kind of schools dressed? Wait... it was a dream. She was one of those students at the moment. Praying her conclusion was wrong, she felt the skirt of her outfit and had to suppress a noise of worry. However, she failed to realize the worst part was yet to come.
The worst part was when she finally discovered who the dreamer was. At first, all she heard was his voice. Then she seen his face a hoped it was a long lost twin. However, it was Heinrich. And he was the dreamer, as she could tell from the spiritual energy he was giving off- non dreamer characters didn't give off spiritual energy due to not having an actual physical form. Therefore not truly existing in the waking world. Hissing underneath her breath, a heavy flush made its way to her face due to the outfit. The skirt barely reached the middle of her thighs, and the top was rather tight for her
Preference .
Well, on the bright side, maybe this was a chance to get to know him better. As long as he didn't realize it was actually her in his dream, not just a look-a-like of her in the dream. Though she wished her ability was advanced enough to use dreamscaping. Anyways, if her presence was realized or not depended on him. She had gotten in, so she had been welcomed into the dream. The only question was if it had been Heinrich's subconscious or not. Even if it was though he was smart and could figure it out. ' just got to hope for the best' she thought.
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