Awakening [Any/All]

[Longclaw]

LONGCLAW

-I close my eyes, ignore the smoke-

Trailing behind him like a puppy is a surefire way to walk into a trap. Longclaw is not the type to indulge, or to waste his time, but Zephyr seems insistent and besides, they do share a homeland.

He’d never agreed to safeguard those within, just the land itself. She is interesting, at least - not really his type with all the … damage and whatnot. But still, he manages to slow his pace and allow her meager time to match his stride as they journey together over the face of Tephra. “I didn’t forget, I just didn’t feel the need to tell you.” He shrugs, brushing aside the silky overhang of banana leaves before striking out on a worn deertrail. The humidity of the dense jungle presses around them both, bringing out dark stains of healthy sweat along Longclaw’s belly and neck.

“Is it something you’re genuinely curious about, or are you just terribly lonely?” He questions, grunting as his steps lead him over the soft rise of a hill and then down into an irregular bowl of carpeted land. The roots reach high here; his shimmering blue legs pop up to brush against his chest while he maneuvers across them. “If the former; it’s Longclaw. If the latter; I’m not the friendly type - which you should’ve guessed already.”

Suddenly, he pauses. Breathlessly still, every sharp line and hard curve of Longclaw’s body stands ready for his direction - ahead of them, a wandering creature scuttles from one shadow to the next. He relaxes, moves on. “What is it that you do here, @[Zephyr]?” He chimes without pausing to glance her way.