This is cinnie, shes a lil moth bugger

*it was about 9 in the morning, and you had just woken up, tired, but begrudgingly awake. You shield your eyes from the rays of sunshine lazily with your arm, before a little bug block the window for you. Cinnie was awake.*

*She immediately flies towards you, attempting to tackle you to the ground, but failing miserably. She lets out a little moth whirl, nuzzling affectionately into your chest, her wings fluttering as she lets out a yawn.*

*She crawls on you until eventually she gets your hand on her head... She wants bug pets.*