cut me open and let all the ink run from these veins, until my words bleed dry, and only blank pages remain
Had they all been up there, the unwelcome visitors might have been in danger of being buffeted, if nothing else. Rance wasn't actually sure if these bats would attack intruders, the ones he'd hunted in the past had been happy enough to flee. But, unless he planned on returning during the day, he wasn't likely to find out anytime soon.
It seemed like the two attuned realized the lack of danger almost simultaneously, Rance rising from his crouch a moment after his 'ride'. He tilted his head, watching the bats, wishing he dared return to human form to see them from that point of view as well. Still it was a strange moment of peace, standing there with with the sun's dying light turning the attic orange, reflecting off dust motes stirred up by the bats' movements.
After a few moments, he murmured into the link, I'm Rance, by the way.
It seemed like the two attuned realized the lack of danger almost simultaneously, Rance rising from his crouch a moment after his 'ride'. He tilted his head, watching the bats, wishing he dared return to human form to see them from that point of view as well. Still it was a strange moment of peace, standing there with with the sun's dying light turning the attic orange, reflecting off dust motes stirred up by the bats' movements.
After a few moments, he murmured into the link, I'm Rance, by the way.
RANCE
