took the razor in my hand / joining

[emil]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]exhaustion was no stranger to love these days. as a child, perhaps, he was more well-rested. most nights in the previous months ended with him up all night, paranoid and alert, unable to close his eyes without imagining some larger beast coming to devour him at his weakest moment. it never deterred him though, not once. keeping on helped him stay awake, but he wouldn't pass down a chance to nap.

in the fields, his eyes set on a figure moving toward him, and the panther sat up immediately. a smile rose to his lips as the lion came into sight; though the other's words caused him to falter a bit. was there something wrong with his name? "i'm not joking," loverboy tipped his head, giving him a quizzical look. "why, do you think it's funny?"

he paused, lip twisting down briefly before he gives another slight smile to the cute lion. "if you think it's that bad, you can call me lou. i just use loverboy 'cause that's what my mom called me." love explained with a shrug. he shuffled slightly where he sat before finally standing, swaying from side to side as he then hummed out,"what's your name? oh, and, the name of this place." he huffed out a sheepish laugh; it'd probably be a good thing to learn the name of where he hoped to stay. "i don't actually know where i am. just looking for a place to stay." the panther gave a twitch of his tail and offered moon a hopeful grin.