More Dazzling than the Lights
Avacyn ♡
06-08-2022, 11:38 PM
After a day of nothing but fighting predators that wanted to either kill them for fun or to eat them, Saracyn was decidedly done with trying to fight off the world. The Mendacium prince was covered in blood and sweat, his fur matted in some places from where it clung to his coat and dried into a sticky mess, and he was in desperate need of a good bath. This was certainly not how he had expected today to go when Avacyn had invited him out on their twin outing, and he hoped that her plans for them hadn't been ruined or sidetracked by having to fight off the world. Though he had to admit, he was still riding a bit of a high from all the combat, the taste of coppery blood lingering on his tongue and making him feel jittery inside in a way he didn't quite recognize. He continued to steal little glances over to his twin sister, looking her over to make sure she was okay and not sulking or injured. Every so often he would catch his gaze lingering, but it would be quick to snap back to the path ahead of them, the twins working their way through the fresh powdery snow along the coastal sound headed in the direction of home.
The sun had already begun to sink below the horizon behind them, casting the world in an ethereal bluish haze. The world around them was almost entirely silent, the wind having died down so the silence was broken only by their paws crunching through the snow. "I'm sorry today didn't go exactly how you wanted it to, Ava," he apologized with a sigh, his breath forming in a hot cloud at the end of his lips. "I know you didn't really plan on fighting the world today... but if it's any consolation, I still had a really good time with you." He turned his head a fraction of an inch to cast a small smile to his twin—and then froze with a hardened expression when he saw the glimpse of movement behind her. Cobalt eyes narrowed, locking with the pale blue gaze of the camouflaged predator just behind her.
"Don't move a muscle," Saracyn whispered, his body already tensing for yet another fight. "There's a snow leopard stalking us right behind you." Saracyn knew the arctic felines were ambush hunters. So long as he didn't break line of sight with it, they should be okay, and with enough attention, he might be able to intimidate it away. Sara flashed his teething a snarl to the snow leopard, keeping his eyes on it the whole time. Unfortunately, that meant he couldn't see its partner beginning to creep up into a pouncing position just behind himself...
Warning: Saracyn is an explicitly mature character for violent and sexual content. Read his threads with caution.
Saracyn's designated wolf to protect as a Bodyguard is Avacyn. She may enter his threads not marked as Private.
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