hold me close smother me, my little dracula wrap your arms around me
There was a pause after she'd spoken again, after she'd clawed the meal away from him, it. The bird was no longer hissing and protesting, nipping at the carcass flesh. She was prepared to dig in when she noticed this absence of motion, and perhaps the swell of sudden panic that trickled slowly from him. Instinct kicked in and she released a wicked growl at the sudden flurry of feathers. She nearly reached out a claw to pull him down before remembering herself.
He was running, afraid, an anxious static between them, Aisha felt it like a buffer. But she wouldn't let him go that easily, not after she'd only just found him. She scrambled to her feet in a similar harried state as he, claws digging into the ice sheet for traction as she launched herself forwards, building momentum before shifting into the bat, flying up and after him.
Korbin, she called out to him again, a hint of almost anger laced within the urgency of her tone.
He was running, afraid, an anxious static between them, Aisha felt it like a buffer. But she wouldn't let him go that easily, not after she'd only just found him. She scrambled to her feet in a similar harried state as he, claws digging into the ice sheet for traction as she launched herself forwards, building momentum before shifting into the bat, flying up and after him.
Korbin, she called out to him again, a hint of almost anger laced within the urgency of her tone.
AISHA
