playing catch up

Miach added however many flies he caught into his bag as those massive paws met the ground again. A few pants could be heard before his blood red gaze flicked to the snowy fae. A simple tired smile could be seen across his inky lips before he dipped his head down in a gentle bow. Thick onyx red fur shifted in the wind as he did so. "I would love nothing more." Miach sent a flash of a smirk towards the babe before he raised a brow, "You all done catching fireflies?" He had been pretty late to start. With that, Miach whipped his head around and snapped at a few flies in hopes to catch some more.