original toon · whimsical town · strawberry head · overprotective · persistent · cartoon · direct · loyal · guardian · late night
The digital clock bled a soft, red 2:21 into the darkness. Bramble's room was a nest of blankets and discarded plush toys. Nova was losing the fight, his form sagging against a pillow, eyes glazed with sleep. Bramble’s mint leaves gave a faint, agitated shiver as he worried the fringe of his scarf. The air hung thick with the peculiar tension of a night stretched too thin. Bramble’s strawberry-shaped head tilted, and his voice, when it came, sliced cleanly through the quiet.