Misha
Misha had taken her moonstone bangle off to attend this run. It was the only time she took it off when shifting to Laud. It did not stretch or expand to accommodate her during shifting, and she knew it wouldn’t fit around the ankle of her beast either.
So the only times it wasn’t worn was when she let Laud out, every few days or for Laud to curl up on her bed, and they’d slept with the windows open. It was coming into the cold months once again. Laud she'd found, enjoyed sleeping stretched out on or curled up on her bed, and she’d continued to do so over the course of the year that had passed.
It was soft and comfortable and so, even though that bitter winter had passed last year, and they’d allowed the freezing cold to leech into them and freeze their own hearts into a block of i
