You've been all the way to broken
lost your sense of where to go
Hooves against stone and sand draw his attention first, shoulders habitually rising defensively as blue eyes cast over his shoulder to discern the cause. All tension melts away at the appearance of Auni rocketing down the beach towards him, and a weak laugh leaves him as the Luxere sprays sand up against his legs, bleating like a happy sheep. Harper throws his arms around Auni's neck to give a joyous squeeze, parting only to pet and stroke the lovable creature as his bonded approaches.
For how new their bond may be, Kiada knows him well enough to read him like an open book. Any other soul may have been given an excuse, anything to distract from the reality of his emotions. Kiada is different. Harper knows there is little he could say to change how she sees him, and that knowledge is comforting. Her presence alone still manages to wrangle a smile on his face, though it is not nearly as bright as it may have been any other day. Chuckling slightly at her words - the irony of their swapped roles not escaping him - he turns to welcome her. "It would probably do me a world of good." If she is keen on allowing it, he leans down to press a kiss to her brow, chaste and unassuming. "What brings you to my moody shores?" A wry grin curls in the corner of his lips, happy to poke fun at himself if only to avoid the thoughts he actually needs to be entertaining.
For how new their bond may be, Kiada knows him well enough to read him like an open book. Any other soul may have been given an excuse, anything to distract from the reality of his emotions. Kiada is different. Harper knows there is little he could say to change how she sees him, and that knowledge is comforting. Her presence alone still manages to wrangle a smile on his face, though it is not nearly as bright as it may have been any other day. Chuckling slightly at her words - the irony of their swapped roles not escaping him - he turns to welcome her. "It would probably do me a world of good." If she is keen on allowing it, he leans down to press a kiss to her brow, chaste and unassuming. "What brings you to my moody shores?" A wry grin curls in the corner of his lips, happy to poke fun at himself if only to avoid the thoughts he actually needs to be entertaining.
remember, pain is just an anchor
that you never had control of
HARPER
