FOX
Not expecting the gentle touch against his shoulders or the caress of fingers through his chestnut hair, Fox feels something twang low in his belly that has nothing to do with arousal. He closes his eyes as if it will stop the feeling from blooming onto his face, though he does lean into Kiada's affections, sighing out his agreement. "That they were. People in the Grounds still stay inside throughout Longnight, for the most part." The danger might be gone, but they don't forget.
Blinking back up at her in time to hear her final tale, Fox leans up off the bed enough to press a soft kiss to one of her scarred shoulders. "We're quite the pair," he remarks with a smirk as he settles back. "One would think we'd learn to be more careful, right?" Or at least get better bodyguards, wink wink.
Blinking back up at her in time to hear her final tale, Fox leans up off the bed enough to press a soft kiss to one of her scarred shoulders. "We're quite the pair," he remarks with a smirk as he settles back. "One would think we'd learn to be more careful, right?" Or at least get better bodyguards, wink wink.
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
