DEIMOS
the resurrected sword
The only inherent force of Attuned portions might’ve been the predacious, carnivorous schemes – the way in which they’d had to pick worlds apart, bone by bone, blood by blood, to ensure theirs thrived, survived. In a way, it wasn’t much different here in those aspects – though perhaps not as contemptuous or barbaric. So he muffled another laugh as she picked the larger feline aspects, corresponding with a nod, as she picked over food, and he tended to the flames, ensuring they wouldn’t fade.
Turning to glance over his shoulder, and seeing she’d taken her fill, he snagged a few more things with an indulgent shake of his head, setting it along an end table in case she got hungry again in the middle of the evening. He didn’t acknowledge the way her guard slipped further, how her head drooped and sidled, how her entire entity seemed to simply ask for rest. There was no need.
Instead, he merely shifted before the fire, all fur and mass, for whenever she found herself ready.
Turning to glance over his shoulder, and seeing she’d taken her fill, he snagged a few more things with an indulgent shake of his head, setting it along an end table in case she got hungry again in the middle of the evening. He didn’t acknowledge the way her guard slipped further, how her head drooped and sidled, how her entire entity seemed to simply ask for rest. There was no need.
Instead, he merely shifted before the fire, all fur and mass, for whenever she found herself ready.
still standing
not because you can
but because you have to
