there exists a tipping point between gods and monsters
Flora's delight buzzes along his telepathy and has a smile curling at his lips even as she turns to (loudly, he might add) hush him a second time, Jack rolling his eyes and folding his arms across his chest to watch the consequences of his air magic play out. And honestly he's just pleased it's not something with enormous teeth or stained by the void, and though foxes aren't a common experience for the good captain, he manages to contain himself as it scampers through the undergrowth.
Originally planning to slip back into the hollow of one of the trees, the glimmer of something nearby has the frost fox turning about, nose twitching adorably at the sight of Flora's shimmering jewellery. Freezing as if expecting it to be a predator, when nothing hostile immediately happens, it begins to prowl closer. And closer still, snuffling and leaning out as though it might nuzzle her fingertips--
And then Jack sneezes, and it bolts.
Originally planning to slip back into the hollow of one of the trees, the glimmer of something nearby has the frost fox turning about, nose twitching adorably at the sight of Flora's shimmering jewellery. Freezing as if expecting it to be a predator, when nothing hostile immediately happens, it begins to prowl closer. And closer still, snuffling and leaning out as though it might nuzzle her fingertips--
And then Jack sneezes, and it bolts.
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
