RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
Ronin has already collected some very rich, very warm earth in a waterproof sack, and is busily knotting it to stop it from spilling everywhere when suddenly happy dragon noises. He has left Sugar at home with Remi today, so there are no answering cries for vengeance and blood (and also probably a hello in there somewhere), but the Huntsman is more than happy to give Boreal the fuss she deserves.
"Who'd have thought I'd run into you all the way up here," he croons back to the dragon, giving her boxy head a well deserved scritch as he straightens up, and it's by the eerie half-light that he spots Tal jogging up behind her. "Hey yourself," he greets with a grin that's probably the brightest thing in the tunnel. "I was just on an errand. How about you?"
"Who'd have thought I'd run into you all the way up here," he croons back to the dragon, giving her boxy head a well deserved scritch as he straightens up, and it's by the eerie half-light that he spots Tal jogging up behind her. "Hey yourself," he greets with a grin that's probably the brightest thing in the tunnel. "I was just on an errand. How about you?"
show me your darkness.
