fire, feathers, and a little bit of gore // vale and renlys

[VALE]

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graphic gore ★ genderfluid ★ three-eyed crow

The earth shifted where Vale’d landed the fireball, and the crow’s flight altered. If ve’d triggered a natural disaster by lobbing a fireball at the ground before vis first week of co-leadership ended… what a way to annihilate the Pitt from being an unlucky, chaotic fuckup.

But Renly’s horned head lifted out of the burnt sands. Vale could breathe and fly normally again. It was one thing to intentionally destroy the Pitt’s black pyramid, and quite another to see the earth rise up from a measly fireball.

Head tucked, the crow dived as the dragon bellowed his welcome. Then lifted up, flying so close to the dragon’s neck and head that ve could’ve touched the scales. “What a coincidence, my friend! The one and only fireball lobbed into the desert for target practice landed upon you!” Oops, did that sound sarcastic? Vale was trying to be genuine.

Vale flew past the dragon’s neck, circling his head like a single-crow halo. “Hmm, isn’t it too early in the morning for you?” Hopefully not. Though Vale had a sneaking suspicion Renlys was about to breathe fire upon himself to warm up just to go flying with ver.

YOU NEVER TRUSTED ME ★
BUT I’M OVER IT NOW
[sub][W]isker[/sub]