CONT / @resolutewarrior
Regret sunk into his stomach like something putrid. Instincts told him to guard against the incoming threat, bristle his quills, and seize him by his throat with his fucking teeth.
Yet there was no threat here, just a familiar face harboring horrors within his skull.
"I am not." Came clipped, and it was impulsive. Teeth almost peeked, but Shadow managed to stifle it because he was the one who fucking asked. He was level-headed enough to understand he had opened this damn door.
Withholding the sigh of exhaustion that would have sagged his shoulders, Shadow reluctantly asked the question aching in his mind.
"...what do you see?"













