#{cursedgaze}

It was small and brown, tiny eyes looking into each person surrounding it. “It reminds me of you,” Yona commented, and Hak didn’t see how. It must have wandered to the outskirts of the forest, they guessed. “Return it before the mother bear comes hunting for its child,” Yoon said. Thus, Hak and the blue dragon were responsible for it. Hak since he’d be able to handle the mother bear if it came to it, and Shin-ah— well, the bear cub was rather attached to him somehow. 

So, Hak made his way through the forest, the little beast well settled in his companion’s arms. It seemed rather excited for a cub that was lost. 

             something faint and familiar flickers in the back of his mind, calling out to him and drawing him near. he doesn’t consciously follow the trail, but these legs of his, now free from the chains that had weighed him down all his life, seem to have developed a mind of their own. with each passing day, he’s grown closer; the sensation becomes relentless and increasingly hard to ignore.

             when he reaches the mountains, any resolve to run from this feeling dissipates as his gaze drifts over the mountainside. somehow, he knows: there’s someone inside there, someone that he wants to meet; a pulsating blue light illuminating a path for him. he’s not stupid, he realizes it must be something to do with that damn dragon power of his, but his resentfulness of the destiny that befalls the dragons takes a backburner to this. even being free, he had yet to find comfort anywhere, and the familiarity of this feeling is the only thing that offers it—that’s constant.

              with one leap, he’s made it onto one of the ledges with a path that leads deeper into the mountains. for a while, he’s able to use the light of outside to guide his way through, but it grows darker the farther he travels and soon he has to feel his way through, his hands pressed against the rocky wall. fear rushes through him, but he tries not to focus on it as curiosity takes precedent—he has to find out where this feeling is coming from.

     It’s not his intention to intrude.      Hak, alert as he is to every movement within the camp’s confines, is often startled awake by Shin-Ah’s quiet movements. ( Once upon a time, when he didn’t have a princess and a strange family to protect, he could’ve napped peacefully through just about anything. That’s different now. ) Usually he pays it little mind; the guy never seems to go further than the fringe of the treeline and it’s not Hak’s job to track the comings and goings of his own allies. Tonight, though, he just-- doesn’t feel like drifting back to sleep.      He leaves his glaive next to his blanket, pauses to listen for the peaceful breaths from Yona and Yoon’s tent, and leaves the dying firelight behind to seek Shin-Ah--

Friends or More? Sentence Starters

The albino had no idea he was spacing out until the familiar, soft voice of Shin-ah pulled him out of his thoughts. Was he actually staring..? The deity hadn’t meant to… But he had to admit that his natural fondness for the other male was stronger than even he first expected it to be. What would Shin-ah have thought if Kija had spoken his thoughts? The thought caused the male to shrink back slightly, embarrassment taking him over almost immediately. 

A quiet sigh passed Kija’s lips as his face remained as red as Lady Yona’s hair, dragon hand moving to shield his face from view as he tried to recollect himself. How embarrassing… It didn’t help that he was easily flustered either, really. His voice couldn’t come out without a stutter as blue irises shifted to the ground in front of him, hands hanging by his sides as the male tried to think of what he should even say. Though it was obvious shin-ah’s sudden question took him off guard.