Tripping headfirst over your feet

Björn⁢ is light on his feet, a spring in his step, and something terrible in his eyes. His first step on the road to conquest complete, there's someone missing. He wouldn't be leaving Mochi in the south, under her father's rule. It simply wouldn't do. He'd have her. There wasn't an argument here anymore.

Eyes narrowing as he crests a hill, wondering just how much attention he'd need to draw to himself. Not much, from the looks of her. Stars aligned. Björn⁢ makes his way down the slope, an easy, catlike grace taking him over. Closing the gap, an easy grin tugging at the corners of his lips. "Figure I'll have to bring it on myself, I think. You still want a friend for the end of the world?" His step is predatory, stalking toward her. Careful, though he's near to coming unglued.

"speech"