and on to the glory at my right hand
Humming his solemn agreement, Ronin has managed, at least, to look over the dragon properly and confirm that she's unfortunately deceased. And while he also can't deny the Flood's trademark abilities in his draconic form, he doubts that Sunjata would come up here specifically to target and kill a dragon and her hatchlings. Something did, though, and the Supernova nods at a few blackened scorch marks around the entrance of the fissure, putting the tragic puzzle pieces together.
"I knew they were protective, but I didn't realise they'd try to sabotage each other's nests," he murmurs, and it's with suddenly reptilian eyes that he also hones in on the movement, Remi's hand on his back like a starburst of fire. Nodding rather than responding either via the Attuned bond or out loud, Ronin's wings tuck in tight so he can creep along towards the crack in the cliff side.
Crouching down, he peers in - and shock ripples through their bond. One made it, he tells Remi, before whistling up to Sugar.
"I knew they were protective, but I didn't realise they'd try to sabotage each other's nests," he murmurs, and it's with suddenly reptilian eyes that he also hones in on the movement, Remi's hand on his back like a starburst of fire. Nodding rather than responding either via the Attuned bond or out loud, Ronin's wings tuck in tight so he can creep along towards the crack in the cliff side.
Crouching down, he peers in - and shock ripples through their bond. One made it, he tells Remi, before whistling up to Sugar.
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