Moonspear and at the time i didn’t know just how hard the wind could blow
so lay your hands across
my beating heart, love
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Ooc — Rhys
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As the children ran on ahead, Dirge took up the difference between them and the primary group, ears swiveling around to listen. The path ahead was easy on the eyes, decked out in pure autumn, but he couldn't help but eavesdrop on the conversation behind him as his gaze followed the leaps and bounds of the quartet that had been sent ahead.

That was until Dragomir supplied something of relative interest—Speedy.

He couldn't have hid the way his ears fanned back to listen, his head turning slowly to abandon his visual pursuit to peer back to Hydra in questioning. He knew what it would mean for her, and for Arcturus; he knew what it would mean for Speedy too.

But it was the peal of laughter somewhere beyond that tore his gaze away again for a moment as he caught sight of the bounding flag of Atlas and his tail—the boy was no doubt fleeing the scene of some minor crime he had just committed at a sibling's fortune.