Raven's Watch nerve

and so it was done.

blood-soaked reborn.

here stood asha beneath the gaze of faust. together they were bound by no titles, no places. their silence was heavy but brought comfort to her wilderness. he was near enough that they could touch and yet neither made the move.

she liked how they lingered in the in between places.

gods, she echoed with this newfound sense of ease. there was curiosity dancing in her gaze, in the way she subtly shifted her weight and flicked an ear.

who, what, how things she could have asked but refrained.

he would either feed her knowledge as he had meat or he would not. she decided it was okay to be the one to not decide that.