thousand times I've fallen

KIADA you kneel and say your prayers with shaking hands and a mouth full of metal but the blood in your mouth tastes nothing She watches him, all of the two wingbeats before he’s diving toward the ground again and she’s already moving. A huff of a sigh in a puff of white against the cold slips from her, boots crunching against the snow as she goes to crouch beside the raven, wincing internally at the sorrowful croak that escapes him. Korbin… She offers softly through the attuned bond, her frustration beginning to fade away as she reaches down to scoop up the raven, to fix his wings into a more comfortable position as she goes to cradle him against her chest. And then she’s marching back toward the Kraai, skipping the office space down below to bring him to her room, up the stairs to the very same that he’d let her pick from. The room is warm at least, and she sets him on the bed, moving away to give him space as Auni bleats softly as the Luxere makes his way to his makeshift bed, blue eyes focused on the bed. nothing, like holy wine as it drips from your tongue during confession and your hail mary feels h o l l o w in the face of all that r e d