[SE] hark the heralds

the lullaby

i don't want the world to see me,
because I don't think they'd understand

"I think I've seen the monkeys in Torchline do something similar." He quips with a broad smile, only for the mood to be abruptly shifted by the sudden noise outside.

Pushing himself onto his elbows, Remi's attention is torn between his husband's naked backside, flecked with scales and rocky with muscle, and whatever it is thudding against their home. "Sounds like." Remi agrees in a low voice, and though the heat in his belly has started to blaze, it is for a slightly different reason now. Rising out of bed as well, Remi steps lightly as he make his way across the floor toward the door. He doesn't bother with clothes, but instead cocks his head, listening intently as feathers curl down his spine in a pattern that mirrors Ronin's. Wings itch from his shoulder blades as he turns his head back toward the Huntsman, and points down beneath their feet.

Through the hull of the ship and up through the floorboards comes a frenetic vibration, as if from something—or many somethings—flailing. Outside thunder booms ominously.

when everything's meant to be broken,
i just want you to know who I am

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!