princeandscholar: (Confident)
Orcelito Noctircus ([personal profile] princeandscholar) wrote in [community profile] thehometree 2015-04-26 02:26 am (UTC)

Her words bring a smile to his lips – not the warm smile from before, but a knowing one that is almost a smirk. Because she understands, and because they’re speaking the same language in a sense. And that last line… was that a challenge?

“Obtaining allies in unusual circumstances is a specialty of mine.” He says in a tone that suggests it is something like a secret joke. (And to him, it is.) Though she approaches, he steps back, and it becomes apparent why when he snaps his wings open. Before they merely resembled a heavy cloak; now they’re grand against his petite figure and the air displacement can be felt clearly. But he takes off without stirring up too much dust, and he’s able to carry the extra weight of the twigs without losing speed.

Landing on the porch is a little rough; he gets there before her and hovers close enough to grab the roof and pull himself under it, and then there’s a second of furious fluttering (as moths tend to do in tight spaces) as he drops the results of his scavenger hunt over a railing and climbs in after it. Ungraceful, but effective. Hopefully she manages better.

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