#lizard crossing

Another late night. Four.. No, probably five in the morning at this point by the way the orange glow of sunrise is just threatening to take over the horizon through his view in the window. Khamgaal really felt more inconvenienced by this realization than anything else, knowing long ago this would be another of his sleepless nights and simply left frustrated that he won’t be finishing all his make up work before it’s time to shove off to town for the day. With a rather forceful slam of his work gloves to the bench as he removed them, the bulky Auri boy shoved himself to his full height with a sort of push up motion... and pulled off the scarf wrapping around his head to let his frazzled hair free for now. Ughhhh, what a relief.. Kham itched around the roots of his horns, spacing out and pondering the upcoming day peacefully, until-

‘When did this happen?’

Fucking Shiun. When had that old alcoholic gotten so sneaky? Attempting to appear unstartled, Khamgaal turned himself casually around to face the very much unwelcome watcher and cock an eyebrow at him.

“... This?” He held up a set of unfinished rings from the smithing bench, “I make the same shit all the time, but this particular set just ‘happened’ tonight, if you must know. Pnfh.” He snorted at the Raen as he slapped the metalwork back down. Refusing to entertain Shiun with any percentage of eye contact, the younger Au Ra anxiously twisted at his right leather bracelet.