Her voice is a fearless proclamation of protection
She lives what's within her out loud
She lives what's within her out loud
As his mind toils away envisioning armaments and crafts, her own floats off like a balloon on a string, tugged back by its tether only with the thrum of his voice through the line. So much has happened since the fire, and yet much of it is somehow miraculously unrelated. It takes a slight shake of her head to refocus as she leans over his elbow to examine the new sketches. “Perhaps longer vertically? To cover more area.” Certain things could be sacrificed, while others spelled demise.
But that is as long as she can stand to keep the secret behind her teeth. The gleam in his eyes indicates he has an inkling of what she intends to show him, but the form itself is the surprise. His reluctance is amusing, but more for show than anything as his eyes obligingly slip closed. Only then does she reach for that primordial shape inside herself, smoothly dropping to all fours and finding herself staring up at him from a much greater disparity. Can you hear me? It’s her first time trying to tap into the Attuned bond. It’s a little too similar to Atlas, but Ru tries to keep a handle on her grief. Remi had experienced more than enough of her agony. Deimos does not deserve the same. And if he opens his eyes he will find her - an array of gold and brown fur, massive paws and intelligent, gleaming pale green eyes, long tail leisurely brushing the snow as smug pride exudes from her body language and mind alike.
But that is as long as she can stand to keep the secret behind her teeth. The gleam in his eyes indicates he has an inkling of what she intends to show him, but the form itself is the surprise. His reluctance is amusing, but more for show than anything as his eyes obligingly slip closed. Only then does she reach for that primordial shape inside herself, smoothly dropping to all fours and finding herself staring up at him from a much greater disparity. Can you hear me? It’s her first time trying to tap into the Attuned bond. It’s a little too similar to Atlas, but Ru tries to keep a handle on her grief. Remi had experienced more than enough of her agony. Deimos does not deserve the same. And if he opens his eyes he will find her - an array of gold and brown fur, massive paws and intelligent, gleaming pale green eyes, long tail leisurely brushing the snow as smug pride exudes from her body language and mind alike.
