#pyradust

Pyra Magna eases herself into a doze, engine purring as her team settles effortlessly and without fanfare into place around her.

Well. Most of them.

The huff of Rust Dust's vents is loud even over the storm. She climbs none too carefully past the twins, ignoring Skyburst's good-natured grumbling and the swipe of Stormclash's claws, and drops heavily-- as heavily as she can-- onto Pyra's chest. She tucks her face into Pyra's neck and wraps her arms and legs around her, jostling the others.