In the land of obscurity

Starling had never felt more content in his life, which was...not saying much, but it meant far more. He was almost never content, always itching to do something or keep moving. It often left him exhausted, but the drive was so strong that he just kept going anyways. He almost never felt comfortable, either, never feeling at one with his body or even the ideals for males in their family. But here, in Cathaoir's warmth, he had never felt more comfortable. He sighed softy, feeling his shaking muscles slow and calm, relax. Everything felt perfect. A small smile settled on his lips as he did, feeling Cath's voice drape over him again. A different kind of adventure....in a way, yes...it was. Starling had never really made a friend. Sure, he had Lillianna and Raba, but besides the basic things he barely knew anything about them. He enjoyed their company, but he didn't thirst to know about them as he did with this boy here. Slowly he'd pull away just slightly, still curled against him, but enough that he could face Cathaoir and subtly tell him that he didn't need to rest his chin on his back anymore, if he didn't want too.

He would let his eyes trail over Cathaoir, tracing, again, the lines of muscle that had saved his life, and he couldn't help the sigh that pulled from his lungs. Shaking his head just slightly he'd look for Cathaoir's eyes then, a tender smile on his lips. "W-where are y-you from?" His voice was soft as he spoke, almost not wanting to interrupt what peace they had managed to settle between them and he tilted his head just slightly. "Y-you don't sm-smell m-much of th-this place, o-of the p-packs here.." Oh, Starling knew, he could almost bathe in his scent it was addicting. A strange, almost scary feeling filled him, and he was almost compelled to just bury his nose in Cath's fur again, and breathe it in until he couldn't breathe anymore. But he kept that hidden, stayed put, and just smiled his gentle smile.

"Burn Baby Burn" || "Bruciare Bambino Bruciare"