— R E I C H E N B A C H —
"Rhoswen!"
The call came through the night like a song, low and melodic but filled with a vibrancy that sounded chaotic amidst the stars. His body slid and pulled over the mountains with something akin to ease, though the rate of his climb had his muscles straining and bulging underneath his mahogany skin. He hadn't expected Rhoswen to return to swiftly, and in fact he wouldn't have even known she was upon Denoctian soil if one of his crows hadn't whispered it so. There was no fear in his heart for her - Rhoswen was Solterran through and through, and he knew it. Calligo didn't whisper to Rhoswen as she always had to him, for while the long-legged girl was wild, she was not filled with stars and shadows but flame and heat.
"Rhoswen!"
He called again, coins clinking wildly around his handsome head as he climbed, ebony curls flailing around his face chaotically. He paused a moment, breathing smoothly as he filled his deep chest with crisp mountain air. The sounds of Denocte swarmed around them and The Night King turned back to face his city, alive and bursting with activity now that the night had fallen. Music and laughter echoed, distant but beautiful. He grinned, dancing neatly upon his hard hooves as he made to continue - then paused, cocking his head as he listened.
Voices.
They were near the pass.
Reichenbach slipped from shadow to shadow like a wraith, almost invisible in the heavy dark. Rhoswen's voice he knew - could have recognised anywhere. The other... it held a cold apathy that Reichenbach couldn't help but stiffen at. Was he insulting Reich's sister? The thought set alive a fierce burning within his chest and belly, argent eyes flashing as he drew ever closer.
"Is there anything wrong with that?"
He asked coolly, sliding in beside and slightly behind his flame-haired sister.
ooc; omg protective Reich! @Judal @Rhoswen
