RONIN
Snorting at the flower - and maybe it's amusement, maybe it's because pollen got up his nose - Ronin lifts his eyes to Tobi to see her with a flower hanging out of her mouth. Tilting his head, his antlers catching on a sprig of some brightly coloured bloom, he'll find it tangled around him as she bolts away and expects him to follow. And he does, of course, prancing after her with another toss of his head. You think it's pretty? How kind of you, he says, amusement and lightheartedness crackling down their Attuned bond.
If he's aware that they're being watched, he doesn't show it, and honestly it's just nice to feel the wind in his fur, the ground thundering under his hooves. And whatever hunger he's been trying to satiate, this seems to be more than doing the trick. Where are we going? he wants to know, his mental voice sounding exhilarated.
If he's aware that they're being watched, he doesn't show it, and honestly it's just nice to feel the wind in his fur, the ground thundering under his hooves. And whatever hunger he's been trying to satiate, this seems to be more than doing the trick. Where are we going? he wants to know, his mental voice sounding exhilarated.
