Shifted, Vesper’s head is quiet in a way it rarely is—no thread of Colt’s thoughts winding through his own, no unspoken sharpness or soft warmth to sift through. It’s all instinct now. The unicorn’s hide is slick under his paws, muscles coiling and jerking as it tries to shake him loose. His claws dig deeper, anchored in the heat of its flank, tail cutting arcs behind him to keep balance while the stench of blood thickens in the air—bright copper layered over something sweeter and wrong, the void’s rot clinging to it like mould.
The snap of Colt's bowstring slices clean through the sound of its bellow, and an instant later her arrow drives into its throat. The creature’s scream is high and ugly, and the wound pulses red in rhythm with its stumbling steps. It fights on, but the strength in its movements is already fraying, each buck weaker than the last.
Vesper knows better than to wait for the inevitable kick. He launches free in a smooth arc, landing light on the grass and pivoting in the same breath to put himself between Colt and the reeling beast. His ears flatten, tail whipping once before he drops his head low, gaze locked and teeth bared. The pulse of his constellation rosettes flickers faintly over his shoulders, starlight catching along the arch of his back as the growl rolls out of his chest, steady and unhurried; the kind of sound that doesn’t bluff.
The snap of Colt's bowstring slices clean through the sound of its bellow, and an instant later her arrow drives into its throat. The creature’s scream is high and ugly, and the wound pulses red in rhythm with its stumbling steps. It fights on, but the strength in its movements is already fraying, each buck weaker than the last.
Vesper knows better than to wait for the inevitable kick. He launches free in a smooth arc, landing light on the grass and pivoting in the same breath to put himself between Colt and the reeling beast. His ears flatten, tail whipping once before he drops his head low, gaze locked and teeth bared. The pulse of his constellation rosettes flickers faintly over his shoulders, starlight catching along the arch of his back as the growl rolls out of his chest, steady and unhurried; the kind of sound that doesn’t bluff.
all these little things together don't build up to somethin' small
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
