RONIN
Excuse me what? Ronin snorts and tosses his head, and whilst he can't grin in this form, the smug sense of entertainment that ripples through the Attuned bond is about as good as it gets. He picks up the pace through the woods once he's over the initial what-the-fuck of Aurelia kissing Sunjata, Ronin lowering his head to sniff at the dead leaves. Things are never simple, are they? he murmurs after a few moments, huffing out a sigh and nosing his way into a glade surrounded by spruce trees - the ones best for peppermint bark, in other words.
Maybe you just need to give it a little bit of time? he suggests. You could try and send her a letter in Deepfrost, see if you can open some communication there... anyway, this is where the best stuff is. Go ahead - but don't get too overzealous or I'll absolutely want to headbutt you. The warning sounds playful, but Ronin fucking means it.
Maybe you just need to give it a little bit of time? he suggests. You could try and send her a letter in Deepfrost, see if you can open some communication there... anyway, this is where the best stuff is. Go ahead - but don't get too overzealous or I'll absolutely want to headbutt you. The warning sounds playful, but Ronin fucking means it.
