Moonspear crazy hormonal fat whale

Amekaze slipped in first, and the small wag of her tail did not go unnoticed to Charon. That was his intention with this, to just take her mind off of shittier things and make her feel good. She was perhaps a little crazy in the head due to hormones right now, but she was still his mate. Their mateship had been born out of practical thought to start with, but after seeing her torn by Lazarus’ doing Charon had realized that he did care for her — even if things were difficult right now. He was still not sure how close he could come, or what was good, and was reminded of the failures of him and his every time he thought of Lazarus.

He slipped in after her and marvelled at how different the cave was now than that one winter’s night. The frozen drips of ice had become drippy rocks, causing water to rhythmically drip onto the floor and body of water below. The water in the cave stood still and was shallow for the most part, and Charon moved through the shallows in pursuit of Amekaze, following behind. He hoped they’d end up huddled together someplace like that one night eventually, ‘cause even though not much had happened, it’d been special. He followed wherever she lead, letting her explore the cave’s interior while he marvelled at its beauty as he glanced around.