Redtail Rise Tombstone

we can keep going or fade! <3

a wry smile touched his eyes, followed by a shy glance. "it's nice to talk to you too, masque," he said, a fair mumble in comparison to how his voice had been before. "and i want my kids to know you too, earlier than i did. sorry we never before, you know. i was just — mad. uh, fucked up, really. till lilia."
soft velveteen notes of love in his voice. he wanted that feeling to be something masque experienced, something for redd, for atreus, damn, even relic. it had filled so many emptiness, the devotion he cultivated for her.
"so let's keep it up." ancelin bunched his shoulders. "bet you can't beat me to larksong," he challenged, dancing away on the balls of his feet; in the next moment, he would shoot off in a run.