Thoughtful- Haru

She sat quietly, her tail twitching back and forth periodically as she waited. Her eyes drifted to the phone; a simple call. That's all she wanted. Her toes curled around the bed sheets, tugging on them slightly. She tried to get it off her mind, she really did.
"Maybe I should call her," she whispered softly, reaching hesitantly to the small cell phone that rested in open isolation on the bed; she drew back, "or should I wait? Kairi said she would call." She flopped back onto her bed and rolled over upon noticing an abandoned  glow stick on the bed side table, "she didn't eat it?" She reached out for it, her dark paw closing around it silently  so that she may pull the stick closer to her. She discovered that a hole had been bit into it, yet not all of the liquid had been drained from the stick. Some had seeped onto the wood of the table giving it an odd coloration and the rest proceeded to run down her arm and mingle with her fur.
"I wonder..." she quickly hopped from her bed then rushed around the room close the blinds and shades then flick off the light. To her inner joy, the liquid still had enough power to glow. She smiled softly at the discovery then hurried over to her closet to locate the object of her desire. It was a very odd plush that she had sown together herself one day. It had taken awhile to make due to certain stuffed animals being hard to find. Some of it she had to make some scratch and gave it a bit of a deformed look but she loved the thing dearly. The kangaroo feet had come out a little uneven and one was bigger than the other. One ear was under stuffed and the tail came out about 3 times smaller than what it should have been.

She had made it to be a stuffed animal of Kairi. She used it mostly when she had the bed to herself and had trouble sleeping. Haru grinned to herself as she got more of the green, glowing liquid onto her fingers to smear it on the appropriate places on the plush. The nose, claws, chest and so forth. She grinned happily and her tail whipped back and forth as she ran and jumped back onto her bed with her improved plushie; she placed the sticky and nearly drained glow stick back on the table where she had found it. She rubbed her hands on her sheets to get the green liquid off before she resumed playing with her homemade plush's ears while waiting quietly for her silent phone to ring.

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She threw open the door with ease and chucked her phone at the couch. It had died and now she felt like killing it. How dare it die when she needed it. She had promised to call Haru and her phone betrayed her. It was lucky she didn't toss it into the highway and let the road have its way with it. She ventured through the house, looking for the fox girl, expecting her to be in the kitchen since it was almost noon.
"Not here?" she mumbled as she left the cooking area and ventured around some more. She checked the office, the bathroom, laundry room, double checked the living room, and even checked the garage, "is she seriously still asleep?"

She ventured down the hall to the room, her feet silent except for the occasional click of claws and jingle of her collar. Her eye brow raised in question at the open door; normally it was closed.
"What are you doing with the lights off? It's the middle of the day," she called stepping into the dark doorway and tilted her head in question to the random splashes of glow in the room. On the bed, the floor, bed side table, and the closet door. She ventured into the room and made her way to the night stand to pick up the now drained and practically dead glow stick, "a waste." she stick the tube of glow into her mouth to get what she could out it before examining the glow on the bed, "it's like a rave gone wrong."

A soft grin graced her normally stoic features at the sight. While waiting for her call, Haru had indeed dozed off, clinging to her new, glowing plushie. She moved the phone off the bed and flipped it open due to its lack of screen light to see that it had died as well. She sat on the bed, listening to the soft creak of it and shifted her tail out of the way to avoid tickling the other girl's nose. She silently ran her fingers through her sleeping companion's hair until the girl rolled over and released the plushie. She picked it up out of curiosity and tilted her head and looked at her legs then her tail then at the various other parts that had been disfigured.
"It's the thought that counts."