(Ok, sure. And don’t worry about taking long, I haven’t RPed in forever either lol)Crow stayed silent and limp, staring cautiously at the human. He was starting to feel weak from the amount of blood he was losing from the wound in his wing. This human doesn't seem to want to hurt me... for now.
(Sorry for taking so long to reply....@Dawnclucks22 do you want to do a time skip to catch up with the current RP time?)
Luna too felt this serenity around them, swallowing up the fears she held in her heart. It calmed her, the crackle of the fire, the gentle breeze. The quiet was beautiful, something wondrous one doesn’t get to experience every day. Especially in that forest, where no many gunshots rang out, signifying someone else had died. Luna whispered softly, looking up at the moon, “The night is beautiful, isn’t it?”
Xylo smiled and gave her stomach a gentle kiss. He looked at her, clear joy in his eyes. He whispered softly , “Now we have the opportunity to be the best parents we can. That maybe our parents weren’t to us.” He spoke mostly about hers, he had loved his even though they glorified tough love. Xylo was rarely seen truly joyful, but witnessing the woman who held his child made him overjoyed. It gave him a chance to make another family, after his former one had been stripped away from him.
Hector led her into a quiet clearing, where they could see the stars and the moon coming out, the horizon shifting from a pinkish-red to black. He looked at her with yet another shy smile, appreciative he could spend this time with her alone, leaving his fears and nervousness behind. He knew it’d come back once they went back to the cabin, so he cherishes every second he had here.
Luna looked at him with his eyes closed, and smiled a little. He was at peace, finally. She knew he was someone else under the rudeness she had seen earlier. She too dared to close her eyes, laying against the log, shutting out her fears and worries. The only sound that could be heard was the soft breaths of the two and the crackle of the fire.
Luna’s mind was oblivious to this battle that raged in his head, simply relaxing with her eyes shut. She knew she liked him, and was open to becoming attached to him. That was one of the reasons she had come, to see him again. Her stares earlier were also indicative of this truth, which only Persepolis knew. But what would the others say about her liking a hunter, one of those who killed her kind?
Persepolis moved closer to him, right next to his side. She watched as the sky changed colors and the day cooled just a little, causing her arms to get goosebumbs. She had left her trench coat in her room and now, out here in her tanktop and jeans, she was slightly chilled. Persepolis smiled back at Hector, sharing the same shy air as him. She really didn't want to go back anytime soon, she wanted to be with him and him alone right now.
