I shifted slightly under the blanket, intending to sit up, but stopped as I felt a strange, subtle weight resting on my legs. It was warm, soft and... purring. I slowly turned my head, my heart giving an anticipating thump.
Tucked right beside my hip, curled on top of the woven blanket, was a small wolf dog— I guess?
It was tiny, no bigger than an adult Maine coon cat, its fur a luminous, soft midnight galaxy that seemed to catch the minimal light in the room. Its breathing was deep and even, and its ears twitched occasionally, deep in sleep. It looked like a miniature version of Nova, its presence radiating a faint, familiar magic that settled my racing pulse instantly and a small, quiet smile touched my lips. I reached out a hesitant hand and gently brushed the soft, cool fur of its head.
"You really are doing this again celestial wolf?" I whispered, the words barely audible in the quiet room.
