even my darkness shines for you
For a moment Ronin is caught with the image of himself half shifted (which end is anyone's guess), preening over himself, and he scoffs out a laugh before he can help it. "Self-care? What's that?" If it isn't evident by the various states Tobi has seen him in since they've met, self-care isn't really high on the Star's list of priorities. "And I might be magical, but it's only the horns that are really different to an ordinary deer."
Then she's all over him, Ronin barking out another laugh; his hands come up to fuss over her automatically, fingers buried in the thick ruff of her fur, scritching at her ears. "Treat," he agrees. "I'm feeling much better now. It's the least I could do for helping me get myself back under control." So saying, he rises to his feet and sets off at a brisk walk down the street, aiming to get Tobi the most obnoxious hunk of roasted meat he can find.
Then she's all over him, Ronin barking out another laugh; his hands come up to fuss over her automatically, fingers buried in the thick ruff of her fur, scritching at her ears. "Treat," he agrees. "I'm feeling much better now. It's the least I could do for helping me get myself back under control." So saying, he rises to his feet and sets off at a brisk walk down the street, aiming to get Tobi the most obnoxious hunk of roasted meat he can find.
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