Hotaru
I want a snowfall kind of love
the kind of love that quiets the world
the kind of love that quiets the world
Moments before Deimos' voice quietly touches inside her mind, she begins to see them as well. Little hints of ivory that are too varied and textured to be snow or frost. At her brother's suggestion she banks slightly to the left, descending just as slowly - and taking a moment to be grateful that her own pale coloring in her avian form is far harder to spot in the skies when compared to Deimos' larger, darker one.
Below, she sees Talyson freeze and crouch slowly, and she doubles back to loosely circle overhead, admiring the strange glint of light on the foxes below. Tal has found a small group here, she alerts in her soft, regal tone. She flies even lower, knowing her other forms are too large and predatory even when still to risk trying any ground reconnaissance. For now, she merely observes their behavior and appearances from above.
Below, she sees Talyson freeze and crouch slowly, and she doubles back to loosely circle overhead, admiring the strange glint of light on the foxes below. Tal has found a small group here, she alerts in her soft, regal tone. She flies even lower, knowing her other forms are too large and predatory even when still to risk trying any ground reconnaissance. For now, she merely observes their behavior and appearances from above.
The kind of love that keeps you in bed all day
won't you bury me in your quiet love?
won't you bury me in your quiet love?
