Raven's Watch nerve

with an incline of his head, the faintest flicker of approval passing over his features as she echoed the name back to him. her voice, softer now, gave it life, and he found a satisfaction in hearing it. asha.

faust, he rumbled after a beat, his deep voice low and deliberate. there was no flourish to his introduction, only the weight of it, a name meant to endure.

his gaze lingered on her for a moment longer, tracing the curve of her form against the frostbitten earth. the bloodied earth and the wildness of her presence stirred something primal in him. his muzzle dipped toward hers, not quite touching but near enough to feel the warmth of her breath against the cold.

the gods led me to you, he murmured, his tone carrying the gravity of a man unafraid of belief, even if it was fleeting. his eyes, sharp and verdant, softened slightly as he added, asha suits you.

his tail swayed faintly, a gesture of unspoken contentment as he let the silence return, their shared space filled only with the rhythmic cadence of their breaths. he did not move to fill the quiet—he preferred it this way, where words were unnecessary, and the presence of another could be enough.