RONIN
the white knight
light is easy to love.
Having been a pale shadow on The Ark's tail throughout her journey home, as the ship finally drifts towards Torchline's familiar shores, Ronin shifts from his full draconic form back down to something a little more human. His wings remain spread from his shoulders to catch the breeze, yes, and there are a few pearlescent scales flecking his cheeks and scattering beneath the collar of his shirt, but he's more himself than he has been for the past day or so.
Enough to be tired, feeling it right down to his bones, such that as he banks towards the main island, he feels it as one wing trembles and threatens to give out entirely. With a sigh, he drops towards the nearest bit of land - Metacarpal, it looks like - and despite the carnivorous nature of the island, it will have to do for at least a few minutes to let him get his breath back.
Landing in soft sands and scattering a few tiny bones with the way his wings flare and then fold back into his shoulders, the Knight ruffles a hand through his flight-mussed hair and sets out to find a good place to sit and rest. In the near distance he spots a figure sitting and writing but, not recognising her at first, he focuses more on not sitting on anything that might take a bite out of him.
Enough to be tired, feeling it right down to his bones, such that as he banks towards the main island, he feels it as one wing trembles and threatens to give out entirely. With a sigh, he drops towards the nearest bit of land - Metacarpal, it looks like - and despite the carnivorous nature of the island, it will have to do for at least a few minutes to let him get his breath back.
Landing in soft sands and scattering a few tiny bones with the way his wings flare and then fold back into his shoulders, the Knight ruffles a hand through his flight-mussed hair and sets out to find a good place to sit and rest. In the near distance he spots a figure sitting and writing but, not recognising her at first, he focuses more on not sitting on anything that might take a bite out of him.
show me your darkness.
