Face Down In The Pillow

Balthier had been spending more time away from Azzurra with the way he was feeling. Not emotionally about their relationship, but the constant paranoia he was having that seemed related to the illness that came with the goo. He couldn't be too careful with her after she had been sick most of her life, but even then he wasn't the best company.

He found it hard to sleep though maybe the moon had something to do with that. He patrolled where they had camped out, he still hunted for her but she was starting to learn her own. It was just better for him to be away right now.

His paws found his way to the Firefly Lake, pacing along the banks while he looked down at his reflection, fireflies of different colors tapping over the water and rippling everything that reflected off the surface. He certainly didn't seem himself.

"Balthier"