eightleaves: (🜂 just here to become the best yet)
ʀᴇᴀɴ "ᴛʜᴇʀᴀᴘʏ ᴅᴏɢ" sᴄʜᴡᴀʀᴢᴇʀ ([personal profile] eightleaves) wrote in [community profile] middaeg 2019-09-04 07:10 am (UTC)

[Rean isn't expecting someone to approach him like this, not after a couple hours of essentially building this beautiful, glorious nest on top of the highest building in the residential district. But here he is, some guy he's never seen before, and he doesn't have that same kind of magical thing about him that makes Rean immediately hungry. Part of him kind of wants a taste anyway though. He wonders in a vague, birdlike way how best to crack him open, like one would a walnut. Drop him from high up? Oh, but his wings aren't working yet.

Rean still has a hold of his newest prize, someone's gaudy as fuck windchimes, and he tilts his head almost upside down as he tries to size up the enemy here. He takes a step to the left. A step to the right. His shoulders rise and fall as he breathes in, and then a low and guttural noise rumbles forth, not a dragon's growl but the warning of a corvid. His hackles rise along with the fluff of his hair and what has spread down his shoulders beneath his collar... He'll deal with getting that thing off later. (That thing, of course, being a black shirt.)

His lips pull back around his teeth. Maybe that wasn't enough. He growls a single word.]


Llleeaaave...!

[This is his territory. His nest. His gorgeous, beautiful whatever the fuck this thing is.

You can't have it.]

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