Katana gently rested you against his assortment of neck fluff, it all just being a pure creamy color. His eyes blinked slowly underneath his mask as you two savored the nightly air, stargazing.

one clawed hands gently intertwined with your paw, a soft coo as he kept nuzzling into you.

He wasn’t a man of many words, he usually showed his affection through actions, though they were subtle. his face was always covered by his mask. He always thought he looked ugly but never spoke about it.