Sunbeam Lair baby, i do what i like

His companion continues on without him, and he starts forward after the golden figure with only a moment of hesitation. The contact had startled him, left slivers of golden fur in silver and vice versa. He can still smell Daighre on him even as he trails a few paces behind him. It's so distracting, he almost runs into the golden rump he's watching a little too closely when the other male halts suddenly. He looks away a little too abruptly when Daighre turns, stepping back and around to come up alongside him before he's able to meet his gaze. I didn't have time. I was looking for a place to settle — and it's too warm here in the summer, His nose wrinkles slightly at the thought. The place I chose has ice year-round. But I can't live there anymore. It has too many memories.
With that, he starts forward again, moving toward one of the tunnels that had intrigued him on his last visit here. He tries not to think about Kratos — and fails.