[PQ] we'll be counting stars

They all stepped forward with their gifts, a smile touching to Ronin's lips as he watched the shrine receive its first offerings. Retrieving the glowstones he'd painted on, the hunter rose to his feet and nestled them around the outer edge of the white bricks that Deimos and Remi had crafted, so the little altar could be bolstered by his constellations and starlit figures. Stepping back, his smile grew soft and content. There - he could only hope that Safrin liked it as much as they did. "...I think I'd like to stay for a while," he admitted to Remi, a gentle breeze ruffling up his dark hair as he offered his partner a hand up. He just wanted to linger a bit longer and watch the fire - and the dawn, when it inevitably came. ronin begin again, as the storm