there exists a tipping point between gods and monsters
If Remi's plan is to permanently shove his husband into the mind of a predator, so deep into its depths that he never comes back out, he's doing a very good job of it. The family (stupid, buzzing gnats in comparison to the blood that fills the air from the cuts opened against Remi's shoulder) are lost to him now, Ronin's wings flaring, muscles tensing to propel him into the air after the manticore.
And since it's his teeth that Remi has mocked, this time it's the dragon's jaws that part, intending to snap around the manticore's flank and sink in deep. You deserve a lot less than what I am about to give you, he snarls, all four sets of talons tucked in close now to keep himself as sleek and agile as possible.
And since it's his teeth that Remi has mocked, this time it's the dragon's jaws that part, intending to snap around the manticore's flank and sink in deep. You deserve a lot less than what I am about to give you, he snarls, all four sets of talons tucked in close now to keep himself as sleek and agile as possible.
ronin
