the way we stalk, the way we kiss

Off to Valta-- off to see his siblings, though maybe not in the way they would have liked. Siblings. What an odd feeling that was, though Dread wouldn't dwell on it. High headed and wild eyed, he's close on Deluge's heels as they make their way to the Falls. It's nice out here, he can see why Kotori likes it.

A beacon, glowing against the fading daylight, and Dread won't let her out of his sight. If she was going to draw attention, it wouldn't be undefended. A damn good diversion, and she seemed to think the rest of their party could handle themselves too. Excited, ready, Dread hangs nearest Deluge's flank, protective, ready.

"Dread"