a cold shoulder at closin' time
The fox slackens beneath him, and once he’s certain the pulse has stilled entirely, the jaguar’s massive frame loosens and reshapes, constellations collapsing inward as black fur gives way to pale skin and moonlight hair. He straightens where the predator stood a moment before, breath steady, blood dark against his hands as he reaches down to gather the russet bundle by the scruff. He studies it with a slow, crooked grin, turning the limp body slightly as if assessing craftsmanship rather than carrion, and decides it would make a beautifully pointed offering left on Niki’s doorstep; tasteful, seasonal, and just large enough to amuse him.
He shifts his grip to sling the fox more comfortably when something brushes the edge of him—not a thought fully formed, not a voice—but the faintest pressure against the outer rim of his magic. Distant, diluted, like fingertips dragged lightly across glass.
Vesper stills. Blue eyes lift from red fur and arrow into the trees, narrowing slightly as he reaches without reaching, testing the perimeter of his range. The sensation fades almost as quickly as it came, thin as smoke, leaving him to wonder whether he imagined it, whether it was the mind he thought it was, or whether the forest’s restless mood has begun to echo in places it shouldn’t.
He shifts his grip to sling the fox more comfortably when something brushes the edge of him—not a thought fully formed, not a voice—but the faintest pressure against the outer rim of his magic. Distant, diluted, like fingertips dragged lightly across glass.
Vesper stills. Blue eyes lift from red fur and arrow into the trees, narrowing slightly as he reaches without reaching, testing the perimeter of his range. The sensation fades almost as quickly as it came, thin as smoke, leaving him to wonder whether he imagined it, whether it was the mind he thought it was, or whether the forest’s restless mood has begun to echo in places it shouldn’t.
you were beggin' me to stay 'til the sun rose
☆ 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.
