Cerulean Cape she don’t got a lot to say but there’s something about her

his name escaped her lips again, and he breathed a gentle sigh, looking down as she slid to the ground, more liquid than flesh and bone. a pool of dark, gleaming water. she beckoned him towards her in soft, fragmented sentiments, and aditya lowered himself slowly, laying next to her, his golden eyes finding her blues and lingering there for a long time.

his muzzle twisted in a smile that harbored regret in its corners. "seelie," he whispered, staring unabashedly at her long face. the stars above them twinkled, their light reflecting to dance in her pelt, tiny bright dapples against the black. the night was old, and the moon was beginning its descent beneath the horizon; the barest lightening of the sky to the east suggested dawn was near.

dawn was near. poetic, in a way that crippled him with fear. despite the sudden onslaught of existential terror, aditya remained still, watching her. hoping this night wouldn't end.

"come visit us," adi murmured, breath a warm mist on the cool night air. "we're moving north, all of us. somewhere with more space, less neighbors. come. i--we'd love to have you." he corrected himself abruptly, desire stronger and more abstract than any physical sensation pooling in his stomach. it hurt, bled like a wound. and he didn't quite know why.