Sunbeam Lair Heaven and Hell

He does it a lot — space out. He likes to sometimes. It allows absolutely nothing to process through his forever working brain. He likes the quietness of it all. Desires of the flesh — gone. The malicious thoughts — gone. Prickling sadness — gone. Left with only the primal ability to recognize shapes and colors as he gazes upon these odd things decorating the ceiling of the cave. He stands there for a long time. If one would stumble upon him and had watched how long he’d been there they might think he’s possessed. A rather terrifying yet awe inspiring sight.

All at once his mind is remind of the ongoing world. Breaking from his mindless trance by a noise he flinches and twists his body around so fast one would think he’s the fucking flash. At the site of the one and only Finley he sighs, a tired smile gracing his lips.

“Darling.” He breathes. “You startled me.” He ends in a light laugh.

Then he tilts his head, eyes going back to their usual mischievousness and his smile becoming more predatory. He seems normal enough again as he watches her. “I followed a trail from the northwestern part of our territory and it lead me here.” He hums almost quietly and gestures to the cave around them. “Beautiful, no?”