bad moon rising

Well that was an unsettling thought, would the wolves of the Armada also start glowing considering how many of the prey animals were starting to shed their own light? He tried really, really hard not to think about that...

Like uh... Satoru... For all that was going on... For just a moment Mojito lost himself in the moment, the warmth of another body beside his own. He tried to ignore the scent of the other man as it swirled around him and he felt like he was drowning in it for a moment. Gods above was he really this starved for friendly contact? Luckily... Or maybe not so luckily Mojito was snapped out of his fugue when he realized what it was Satoru was actually doing. Mojito couldn't help himself from laughing. He pushed his forepaw into Satoru's cheek. "Did you just lick it?" He asked, clearly incredulous. He cast another glance at the outcropping and swallowed the lump in his throat. He slowly inched his other forepaw towards the closest crystal, not one that his companion had licked, gently brushing his paw over it, if Satoru had licked it, it had to be safe right?

"Speech!"

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