gratuitous violence; unnecessary, satisfying, heartbreaking
Ronin is sure he can sense it as Remi shifts, and not just in the miniscule sounds of the trees that canopy above him. His wings flex and fold over his shoulders, and he turns to gaze up at his husband with an unfamiliar and yet very welcome predatory glint in his eye. In that moment he could just as easily imagine himself leaping up to join the other man and pin him against the boughs, to kiss him hard enough that he's not sure if the taste of blood is from the kill or from Remi.
Of course, that wouldn't get them flying, and so as the musical sound of the Lullaby's voice hits the air at last, Ronin grumbles his way back out to the meadow where he can take to the air more easily. "Perhaps that would knock some sense into me," he mutters, taking a deep breath in and wasting no further time before taking a running leap into the air. Leathery wings snap out to catch him, and luckily enough Ronin is more in tune with his instincts than usual, so it doesn't take much effort to climb higher into the sky.
Hopefully diving into the ground can wait until later.
Of course, that wouldn't get them flying, and so as the musical sound of the Lullaby's voice hits the air at last, Ronin grumbles his way back out to the meadow where he can take to the air more easily. "Perhaps that would knock some sense into me," he mutters, taking a deep breath in and wasting no further time before taking a running leap into the air. Leathery wings snap out to catch him, and luckily enough Ronin is more in tune with his instincts than usual, so it doesn't take much effort to climb higher into the sky.
Hopefully diving into the ground can wait until later.
RONIN
