Blackbeak Bluff dreams of gods and monsters

as if psychologically tethered, the moment her words cradle him into relaxing she too feels a strain she hadn't even been aware of carrying depart from her lean muscles. at the tilt of his head, no longer fruitlessly shielding her from the decor of his face; a real smile blossoms across blackened lips. 'beautiful' she wants to exhale, yet for a word so gossamar in nature it hitches uncomfortably in her throat as if thickset. a soft chuckle does manage to lilt forth at his declaration, the sway of her plume growing more vehement in nature so that it was close to resembling an actual wag. she thinks briefly of maegi and her intricately marred features, what had become of the young woman? yet even those vague misgivings do not achieve in chilling the warm feeling spreading tender tendrils throughout her chest.

leaning back slightly, a slender brow is arched with bemused skepticism at this sudden kittenish warning. "home huh?" she echoes, regarding him with curious amusement. leaning back now to settle on stiff haunches, her tail gathers neatly across her paws. "and what exactly is home to you?" she quips, yet is genuinely intrigued. rusalka was his pack, but had it also become his home? she'd resided in a few packs now yet only one had ever reached home status and it was not too hard to guess where as wistful images of the shaded woods pranced across her vision.