live my life without coming up for air
He had promised to stay close, to not stray or wander out of sight – and yet the Prince of Delumine had managed to do just that, wandering past the point of knowing which way he had even come from.
His lessons had taught him how to know which direction was where, and yet standing in the middle of a forest with a cacophony of strange, foreign sounds that seemed to surround him and not a familiar face in sight, Regis’ mind was left reeling and struggled to recall those lessons. Panic threatened to settle deep in his bones and cause his muscles to tense and freeze, even as he tried to rationalize that he couldn’t be that far away from the others, that he couldn’t possibly have gone as far as it appeared he had. Swallowing thickly past the lump that had formed in his throat, the yearling drew a deep breath as he willed himself to stay calm and clear his mind. He was fine, he was safe, he could do this, and – …
Off to his left he heard something move, his body flinching as he turned to face whoever, or whatever it was, a single gasp filling his lungs with air in preparation to flee. With a sliver of optimism he hoped to lay eyes on the russet form of his companion emerging from the bushes, having realized with a start that Milo was absent from his side. Refusing to take a step back just yet though his body demanded it, Regis swallowed again and steeled himself as he spoke up. “W-… Who’s there?” His voice betrayed him as it wavered, sounding far too much like the boy he was rather than the fearless man he desired to be.
Open to all!
IF YOU STAND FOR NOTHING, WHAT WILL YOU FALL FOR?
♛
all contact and force is allowed at any time, sans godmodding and powerplay
