Sunbeam Lair you yes you

stigmata froze when, like a feather roused by his examining breath, her muzzle lifted towards him blindly; a look of pure serenity curling upon her delicate features as he watched. he had never seen such an expression - having lived his life filled to the brim with rigidness and strife, alongside wolves just as grievous as himself - and he openly marveled at it. at her.

he could not relate to a creature such as this: fashioned of an unfathomable beauty, and sculpted tenderly around a heart of impenetrable light. she had already struck a familiar chord with him by sharing his mother's phenotype, but it was this brief and seemingly innocuous gesture that made him fixate on her. a yearning roaring up inside him like a gaslit flame.

fissures of emerald, revealed from beneath a pair of heavy velvet lids, dispelled the illusion, and though stigmata turned his muzzle away to put an end to the bewitching moment, the damage had already been done. when he looked back at her, his stone mask was decidedly up, and he narrowed his eyes at her as if in suspicion. "you have strayed far," the ophidian general observed mildly, lifting a sharp brow in question, and angling his rugged muzzle towards her in solemn authority.

this is my domain.