neron
Neron could get used to this, he decided, lazily following Chuy’s gaze down to the ground and the various pathways they might take to get there. But as the other man (leopard?) queried whether he wanted to return to his room yet, the Hailstorm’s new claws bit into the wood where he was stretched out, and his fangs bared in an unmistakeable grin. Absolutely not, he said with an internal chuckle, head lolling on his outstretched paws.
I daresay I would be happy here until the guard realised I was gone. Even then, they would probably have to unstick me from this place. And good luck, if he was still wearing his spots. Though, I think this jaunt has a limited timescale. I will probably turn back eventually.
I daresay I would be happy here until the guard realised I was gone. Even then, they would probably have to unstick me from this place. And good luck, if he was still wearing his spots. Though, I think this jaunt has a limited timescale. I will probably turn back eventually.
you're so cold, put your hand in mine
