RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
In his current state, Ronin doesn't give a fuck who's watching. But he does smile a bit and let Seren go as she wriggles away, watching as she and Sah go about their tasks. "Be careful," he calls on autopilot as she moves to roam the tunnels, Ronin keeping an ear sharp for her in case she gets into trouble. In the meantime, with Sah working on the Ursur, the Star works on getting the fire started.
They'd brought the fuel and the tools along to get it done, but it's quicker work to partially shift his fingertips into phoenix feathers, and soon enough the kindling is crackling and smouldering and there's a fire-to-be on its merry way. With that done, he uses his starbolts to begin cracking away the icicles overhead, trying to ensure that they don't get impaled while they sleep.
They'd brought the fuel and the tools along to get it done, but it's quicker work to partially shift his fingertips into phoenix feathers, and soon enough the kindling is crackling and smouldering and there's a fire-to-be on its merry way. With that done, he uses his starbolts to begin cracking away the icicles overhead, trying to ensure that they don't get impaled while they sleep.
show me your darkness.
