but now it is a competition of whichever is heavier:
my will, or the pull of gravity into the grave
my will, or the pull of gravity into the grave
It's merely convenient that Noah happens to be the one in the courtyard when she descends with her quarry, opening his bag with the keen eyes of a hunter and perfectly gauging the distance and speed to capture it in the confines. Content to be temporarily distracted now that she has a moment to spare, Hotaru circles him in a wide, loose circle as the Attuned bond lights up in an array of happy, comfort, hello, hello, hello.
And then, very careful of both claws and wings so she doesn't buffet him, Hotaru aims to land on his shoulder or outstretched arm as intelligent golden eyes regard him. Apologies, I didn't have a spare moment to talk to you yet. Thank you for coming. Like this, in the headspace of her animal form, things are clearer and simpler even with her human consciousness, so the thrum of her emotions are far more open and easy to parse from his end. Beneath the fondness his presence has inspired is the steady beat of duty, work, distraction, perfection like a pulsing pendulum.
And then, very careful of both claws and wings so she doesn't buffet him, Hotaru aims to land on his shoulder or outstretched arm as intelligent golden eyes regard him. Apologies, I didn't have a spare moment to talk to you yet. Thank you for coming. Like this, in the headspace of her animal form, things are clearer and simpler even with her human consciousness, so the thrum of her emotions are far more open and easy to parse from his end. Beneath the fondness his presence has inspired is the steady beat of duty, work, distraction, perfection like a pulsing pendulum.
