#shadowquill

Summary: While cuddling with Peng, Macaque thinks.

-_-

The nest was nice.

Macaque almost hated to admit it, but the nest was nice. He was warm and he almost felt safe. The one thing that made him feel less safe was cuddled up next to him, fast asleep.

The dark-furred monkey sighed, turning his gaze to the window. The stars sparkled outside, speaking of a nonexistent peace. Camel Ridge was unstable, he knew that. Few humans willingly subjected themselves to being ruled by demons, especially considering the wasteland outside.

But, with Peng's mouth slightly parted as they breathed in and out, Macaque pushed those thoughts away. They could wait.

Actually, while I was very tempted to add in a one sided Peng/Macaque, I decided not to. Peng’s weird inferiority/superiority complex towards Macaque had an important role. I felt that a hate-crush would’ve minimized it.

Also, I wanted to also draw attention to Yue’s instant beef with Peng. It’s a special sort of hate-at-first-sight and the instinctive “let’s burn it with fire” feeling that Yue wouldn’t have with anyone else. If Shanzha hadn’t shot the bird, Yue would’ve hunted them down by herself when she became of age.