The Heartwood Secret destroyers hold you up to the flames

This kid was weird, but in a good way, Tuvaq - the king of weird - had decided. Emotional ties were a no-go for the blond boy, but this wasn't so bad. An adventuring buddy; someone who he could explore with who wasn't a psychotic vampire who Tuvaq was just using for pleasure. 

And the exploring on his own thing wasn't necessarily just that he wanted to get away from Acheron, or even to be alone, really. Tuvaq had just thought that perhaps everyone was like him in that way, or at least most people, where they didn't want you to stick around too long. Maybe he would learn later that that was not the case.

Acheron bowed his head, which was strange and funny, but Tuvaq mirrored him nonetheless before turning to head off. "Keep an eye on that bird of yours!" he called over his shoulder, tail waving like a banner over his back as he went to explore somewhere else. Nearby, of course, because he didn't want to lose the chance for a real adventure with the speckled boy.

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