Redtail Rise i crush the seven golden stars

perhaps a fade? <33

ancelin had wished always to possess; he had not tasted what it meant to belong also to someone else, someone who was the mountainous edge to the rolling of unsteady terrain which had always been the basis of his heart.
if he was wind, she was earth streaked with fire, a place for his pulse to settle and to find its security, but also with volcanic teeth would liliia rise. her fierceness in many ways was greater than his own, and he instinctively deferred to it even as he stood as her equal.
the sound in her throat was a primeval yearning that filled his mouth with the taste of ancient forests and the scent of her, wrapped in all his senses — ancelin responded with a rake of his teeth upward along her spine as he drew lilia to him and into that ageless sway of ship upon endless sea and long glittering night, something he had not known how to do until this very moment.
they were one another's own.