Mount Apikuni don't go out tonight

in stillness she remains until she male begins to gather himself; she withdraws soundlessly into the shadows of the cleft. yet, it is all too obvious that he knows very well her nook is not barren. phantomesque shadow moves, shifting, until the dying fire at his back casts him in shades of ebony and charcoal. gaze is bright and obnoxiously yellow; like one of the artificial colours of before. 

she is still only a moment before pushing forward a small step, sinking down onto her stomach as ears flatten, tongue flicking out to wipe at her lips in universal submission. low note escapes her, not so much a whine a placating sound, she is small and not a threat. colourless gaze meets the vividness of his own for only a moment before it averted, sweeping low to rest on his chin; his chest. forepaws jut from the crack awkwardly, ribs scraping against the sides.