Sawtooth Spire I am the Batman

They shared a glance. The light within her eyes suggested her thoughts had darkened to the same depth of his own thoughts. His lips parted in a grin. Nothing light, nothing humorous, but caught in the same shadows which lingered in both their minds. They could make this place spooky as shit and sleep all the better for it. He rather liked that idea... only now it was a matter of what corpse to dispose of here. Maybe Echelon...

His thoughts there were a tease. His shadowed grin slipped into something less sinister as his focus shifted. These borders were safe. No creature was tempting fate whilst the two of them patrolled together. His paws shifted, guiding him nearer Tonravik until he pressed his body along side her own and melded their furs together as though to mark her now as opposed to their borders. His teeth snatched lazily for an ear as he sought a moment's distraction.