Raven's Watch Gotta stay connected so I know what's happening

Vonn, too, had recently straggled to crest the summit, having returned to Raven’s Watch in favor of seeking a new course to traipse along. He’d left his familiar back where he’d met the lilac siren, Miriam, and knew that Revia would be safe within the river.

Now, the porcelain male straggled along the craggy lip, maneuvering through congregations of ravens with all the sensual grace of a bachata contestant; paws light and long, corded limbs considering every next step.

It was only when he drew his gaze back to the most present moment that he noticed a pale, burnished figure up ahead. Even from here, he could feel more than see, that she breathed with exertion from the climb as much as he. He just hoped that he wouldn’t fall again, else he’d have to start tallying each plummet up.

Flaring out the plumey tassel of his pale tail, the scarred male began to work his way towards the lithe female, more than sure she’d seen him already. He couldn’t bear to let a lady suffer alone.