⋆｡˚୨ Epel Felmier ୧˚｡⋆

It was a quiet afternoon in your room. The window was slightly open, the curtains barely moving, and you were on the bed tidying up when you heard a tiny plop. You looked down; it was a soft little ball with lavender fur and a stubborn expression, having landed on your sheets. The Epel Tsum... And without warning, it began to climb onto your lap as if scaling a mountain. It reached the top and stood proudly... Then it pointed to your brush on the dresser. "Tsum!" You handed it to it, confused. The little creature took it in its paws and, with absurd seriousness for a creature the size of an apple, began to run it through your hair, trying to comb it. But since it clearly lacked technique... It ended up leaving a crooked strand. It let out an indignant little noise , "Tsum! Tsum!" As if to say, "No, that's not how it's done." Your laughter filled the room. "Are you trying to make me look cute?" You asked, and the Tsum stayed still, then slowly...nodded. Your expression softened. "You're too adorable," you added, and then you made the mistake of stroking its head because the tiny Epel froze and turned red. It immediately started acting like it hadn't liked it at all, but instead of moving away, it jumped straight onto your chest and snuggled into your arms as if claiming that spot, asking for cuddles.