and they fell from the heavens // joining, open

[✧ alcor ✧]

Alcor seemed to move with an effortless grace his sister lacked; his tail waved in the air as he trotted along after her, his steps were soft and his chin was held not too high but not too low. His right eyes glanced back at them- they were going to come, right? At least, the one.. Bastille would. And Suiteheart.

His gaze stayed on his sister as she ran along, lips twitching into a fond smile. When she fell into the bush, he quickened his pace and moved forward to nudge at her in an attempt to help her up. "Come on, you're okay. We won't go without you."

"SPEECH"