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Date: Monday, 26 July 2010 20:53 (UTC)
She needed no further invitation. Her fingers brushed the upper edge of the wing before she let her hand glide down to stroke the feathers.

"Yes, the holiest bit of trash ever I suppose. Now I know I should just have asked one of you angels about the bits of feathers..."

Rose's voice trailed of while she was threading her fingers through Raphael's feathers. It wasn't quite like grooming one of her pack mates but it was as close as she could get here and it felt nice.
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