Snoring and Sleeping like a Sunken Stone
...And unsurprisingly, there was no response whatsoever. Why in the world did you think that your tiny voice was going to reach her when she's in a dead sleep?
You let your hands dropped to your side and sighed deeply, before parking it on the field of furry flesh.
Welp. that idea is bust.
It seemed that you weren't going to have your vaunted first contact on the first night after all.
You scratched your head, puzzling over any other ideas that might come to mind but came up short, then softly pounded your fist into your palm.
Damn it, what on Earth are you supposed to do now?
You have neither the strength nor the stamina to wander around all night on this anthro horse woman's massive body, your limbs felt heavy and sore from the trip up here as it was.

You're half tempted to just call it quits and crawl into the Giant's mane for the night, which came with its own risks when she finally wakes up.

You took off your bag and laid it off to the side, listening to the soft, rhythmic breathing of the white, winged behemoth and adjusted your seat to make it a little more comfortable...
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June 2, 2023
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