[RQ] wind through bones

Deimos

His eyes narrowed briefly – never a dawdler by any stretch of the imagination – but the threat of impending, dragging feet already had the restless energy skimming over the surface of his veins. “No,” he rumbled in return, snorting out a plume of air as it rose and fell with his breath. There was always the possibility of dragging the sled out of the gates to see if she’d strive and catch up, and he would’ve taken the inkling one step further had she not relented soon after.

The peryton delivered a hoot, and unfurled his wings at her pat, claws snagging along the edges of the vessel, pretending not to feel the warning circumventing through the bond. He eventually relented with a heavy sigh, wandering beside the in patches of snow, waiting for the inevitable. For his part, Deimos snickered at the implications, tucking the impending eye roll away for provocation and challenges. “You could always alter it,” change the title for something she thought more suitable – his hands guiding her into the seat moments after. “Would you prefer something else?” Then, with a brief pause as he meandered towards the front of the sled, hands gripping the rope, he uttered the only warning she;d likely receive. “Best hold on.”

we exhume our enemy's bones
we are battling, hungry beasts