RONIN
Since they're out in the middle of a void-haunted region with little to look forward to, Ronin is all for what's more entertaining, and he grins between the Sword and his husband before taking a further couple of steps back. "Flush them out? I can do that." Whether he causes some creatures to flee from the undergrowth in surprise or whether they pursue him as prey is... well, the Nova clearly doesn't mind. And they'll have a nasty surprise waiting for them either way.
So without further ado, Ronin trades legs for hooves and trots sprightly away into the purple hued forest, the glow of his antlers soon swallowed up in the violet haze. It doesn't take long for him to attract notice, weaving in and out between the forest line, and soon enough he prances forth once more, a void viper snagged around his antlers and a few whispering will-o-voids swarming in his wake.
So without further ado, Ronin trades legs for hooves and trots sprightly away into the purple hued forest, the glow of his antlers soon swallowed up in the violet haze. It doesn't take long for him to attract notice, weaving in and out between the forest line, and soon enough he prances forth once more, a void viper snagged around his antlers and a few whispering will-o-voids swarming in his wake.
