Sleepy Fox Hollow this love it is a burning sun

lorcan’s amber eyes flick between the two, a hint of amusement tugging at the corners of his mouth as he exhales through his nose.

playing nice looks a little different where you’re from, envy, he says with a wink, tossing her a snort, something to let her know he’s keeping an eye on her antics. he shifts his weight slightly, leaning back just enough to give the impression of ease. tail swiping at his haunches thinly.

his attention moves to elowen.

she’s tense, fragile. his voice softens slightly when he speaks again, melting into something more soothing. don’t let her rattle you. she likes to poke. you just have to decide if you’re going to let her. he chuckles softly, the sound low and gravelly, as he crosses his legs loosely.

i’d say we’re all met now, though. so, why don’t we start fresh?