Ouroboros Spine vi. two hands longing

Zane didn't notice immediately when the birds fluttered off, but after a moment he stopped and turned, looking towards where they had been.

Shit, that coulda been lunch,  he said a little dolefully.  Least no one was around to see him scare off the prospect.  Birds were full of feathers anyway and he wasn't much feeling picking those from between his teeth today.  He had to look fresh n fine to make an impression on whatever new chicks he might run into.

Speaking of.... he kinda had an inkling he needed a new move for Duchess.  She hadn't exactly leaned into his charms so far like other chicks.  Maybe she was into broody fun-sucks like Sarge?  (Yeah he didn't remember anyone's name in this place.  Rambo?)

Hey babe?  Wanna stare at a tree and keep a face like you just ate shit?  Zane snorted and let out a low laugh, then glanced around quickly.  It would be just his luck if the dude was lurking around here somewhere. He had the tendency to sneak up and weird shit - guy was a fuckin ghost.