closed 🪶⚡ but all i really know, you're where i wanna go

[garudas]

Who: Cidolfus Telamon & Benedikta Harman.
Status: Closed.
Where: The Roost.
What: While making the glass charms, their owl has a little big surprise for them.
Warnings: Cute baby owls and disgusting, domestic fluff.


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[ramuhs]

[He glances back briefly as they fly off, giving them a final smile before he looks back forward and at Benedikta.]

Aye. I suspected eggs, but for them to already hatching?

[A wry chuckle.]

But I'm glad we were able to watch them hatch.

[garudas]

[The flight back will be a leisurely and smooth one, not much wind to knock them off course but enough to allow her to glide upon them with a bit of her magic.]

You even managed to get a video on your phone.

[Her expression softens.]

I, too, am glad we were able to see it. It is not very often we manage to catch something like that. I suppose we were lucky after all for him to peck at our windows when he did.

[ramuhs]

Quite so. Had he arrived even a few minutes later... Well. Might have been a little more difficult.

[He playfully squeezes her hand as he moves in a little closer but still keeping clear of her wings.]

Perhaps we should make a glass charm for them.

[garudas]

[Not to worry, she won't hit him with her wings, she's careful—

But she does glance at him in surprise at his suggestion.]

A glass charm? You mean to hang in their new home?

[ramuhs]

Why not? Give them a little extra luck and a bit of a "nest warming gift."

[And then a playful grin.]

Or we can give them one of our originals...

[garudas]

[After a thoughtful pause, she shakes her head.]

... No, I think we can make them something unique for them. I think we should, should we not? Perhaps we could apply the same thinking we had when we made our final piece.

[ramuhs]

I think so as well. Perhaps we can try to make it a bit more owl themed? Something with a more protective feel to it.

[garudas]

Protective? Do you mean a far more intimidating version of Bidowlfin to fend off intruders and predators?

[She is trying to imagine what that might look like, but every image she conjurs of the owl just makes her chuckle.]

[ramuhs]

[There's a snort from him as well as he tries to imagine it.]

No, we don't have to give the little ones nightmares of their father.

[A low hum.]

If not that, we could always go for a more...entertaining theme. Perhaps something that would be suitable for a wind chime to give the little owlets something to listen to with the passing breeze.

[garudas]

[He is adorable with all these ideas of his, and she doesn't realize that she squeezes his hand as they descend back down the way they'd come.]

I do like the wind chimes. They can have a set of their own. And perhaps we could suspend the owlets below mother and father...

[ramuhs]

[He is not adorable!! But he is oblivious to her thoughts, still focused on the ideas that have now sprouted in his head.]

I think that would be quite fitting.

[So who's the adorable one now, huh?? She is!! And he's giving her a light squeeze of her hand as he glances at her.]

Perhaps there could be some small glasses of leaves and clouds to go with it. Feathers?

[garudas]

Mm, what about all three?

[She gives a small laugh.]

... Assuming that we can even manage it. The results of our attempts have proven to be... interesting.

[ramuhs]

But we did get better.

[A cocky grin as he bumps his arm against hers.]

Well, if they do turn out to be misshapen blobs, we can always find something else to use.

[garudas]

How resourceful you are...

[A bump of her arm against his now.]

But then how will they match with ours?

[ramuhs]

Do they need to? They have their own unique set, and we have ours.

[garudas]

[She feels her cheeks flush a little, and while she doesn't give an answer, her silence is enough, and she is grateful for them reaching the skylight again that will take them back down into the caves.]

I did not say that they needed to be the same.

[ramuhs]

But you did suggest they match, so they would be at least similar in some way, wouldn't that?

[With a playful smirk he releases her hand only so that he can fly around her, teasing her.]

[garudas]

Well, if ours are the birds and theirs are the owls, that is good enough, yes?

[She spins around mid-flight to grin at him, her cheeks warm, before she dives down through the skylight to dodge him.]

[ramuhs]

[He laughs as he just zaps through right after her... And if they weren't entering an enclosed space he would try to grab her, but as it is he won't be so reckless and instead appear right near her, the electricity buzzing briefly through the air.]

How can I answer if you keep flying off!

[garudas]

[Because she does not want him to see the look on her face when he can read her so easily, and she is embarrassed!

So when he appears beside her, that electricity making her hair stand just a little from the static, she darts away, using a flutter of her wings at him to distract him before landing on the cliffs that wind around back to their home.]

It is not my fault that you cannot keep up!

[ramuhs]

What, and what do you call this?

[She may have tried to distract him, but it doesn't take him long at all to zap to her again, this time using his arms to grab her.]

[garudas]

[The shout that she lets out when he catches her right as her feet touch the ground echoes through the caves, those who are down there glancing around to try and find the source. At their height, however, they remain hidden from view, save for the feathers that scatter about when she sends them away with her magic.]

I call that cheating.

[She laughs, tipping her face away from him.]

You can still answer, can you not?

[ramuhs]

[As if anyone really needs to wonder—]

As if you didn't first.

[Hidden away, he presses her firmly against the rock wall so she can't escape him any further. Leaning in close, he just smirks.]

And if you mean the owls and birds, then I'd say it would be close enough.

[—and speaks while his lips brush against her jawline.]

[garudas]

[The sneaky bastard...

But it is quite surprising, the light and fluttery feeling in her chest as he moves in close, coming in with the twinge of heat that he provokes with his lips on her skin. She uses it as another opportunity to school her expression, masking it all with a grin.]

Then we know what we must do... but we are not going to manage with you trapping me here like this.

[Yet she makes no effort to move and instead wraps her arms around him and pulls him closer.]

[ramuhs]

Well, it's not as if we have to make it right away, do we?

[A light nip on her skin as his lips lower down to her neck.]

We still have some time yet.