01-20-2024, 04:39 PM
Satoru begins to breathe heavily as the adrenaline wears off, leaning on his taller Companion for support. She elects not to notice that his head is situated at the perfect (imperfect?) height to rest against the side of her chest. More time to chastise him for that later. He’d been through quite a lot. So, instead, she gently wraps her luminescent wings around him comfortingly.
“I’m guessing…that’s what…the bastard wanted…proof of.” The human points at the eviscerated body of the warg as he pants. “While he might want a head…perhaps an ear would work? I’m guessing you might want the head yourself for other reasons, Toryn."
“I’m guessing…that’s what…the bastard wanted…proof of.” The human points at the eviscerated body of the warg as he pants. “While he might want a head…perhaps an ear would work? I’m guessing you might want the head yourself for other reasons, Toryn."