Sleepy Fox Hollow we devoured the gods

one companion ripped from their side; the other, astray. the shadow refused to lose both of her chosen in one fell swoop, and so when @Alduin's trail ended in blood and clumps of scattered dark fur, she set off in pursuit of her ash-wraith. the skyrock lay hidden in northstar vale, forgotten for the moment but much further than she had ever left it. with each step taken from their temporary home, the heaviness grew in the shadow's chest, but they paid it no mind. the gunmetal boy's trail was still fresh, and it would not be lost.
and so the shadow found the war reaper by the water's edge, shrouded in fog and shedding his sins in the rippling blackness. death hung around him like a veil, his scent tinged with wolfblood, his own flesh torn. the unchild crooned a soft, melodic greeting, and swept to his side in the slow manner of a rolling storm on the horizon. she said nothing; no words were needed.

casually swooping all your threads whoops no ragrets. power play of alduin w/ permission <3