<font color=#6D3661 size=1 face=arial>in mountains that are stacked with fear</font>

in mountains that are stacked with fear
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Posted on January 16, 2014 at 04:03:34 AM by DANNY

Danny had somehow managed to roll until his mouth was pressed firmly against his familiar's side so, when he mumbled a handful of disjointed and unrelated medical terms in his sleep, he ended up with a mouthful of tiger fur. The sensation was so uncomfortable it slowly, but surely, worked at his sleepy mind until he cracked his eyes open and spat the offending hair from his mouth.

"Bleck!" he mumbled, not possessing the will to speak louder than a whisper. Sol rolled over, half crushing Danny's leg, and the boy growled sleepily. Still cuddling his massive textbook, he started to adjust his position and stretch out when he noticed a pair of shoes creeping around the table he lay under. Then, spotting the four tiger paws that followed, Danny smiled sleepily. "Dylan?"

He really ought to get up, he supposed, but Sol was so comfortable and warm and... The tiger made the decision for the boy, standing so abruptly that Danny nearly knocked his head on the floor beneath him. Grumbling all the while, he followed Sol out from under the table while dragging his textbook. Grunting at the heft, and temporarily forgetting that he hadn't wanted Danny - or any of the family - to see it, Danny dropped the big book on the table. He blinked sleepily at his twin, finally rubbing his eyes to get a better look at him, and frowned. Dylan looked... rumpled. That wasn't unusual, of course, but Danny thought there was something... else. Danny cocked his head, wondering over Danny's guilty expression.

"Everything alright?"

Sol tipped his head back, sniffing lightly at the air, and frowned himself.

"Are one of you bleeding?" he asked, concern on his features. "I smell blood."

Danny's expression turned worried, looking first his twin, and then Lunarian, up and down. He had a small first aid kit in the pocket of his pants - Dr. Gupta had advised him to carry one at all times, at least until he got his official medical kit - but he wasn't sure if he needed to whip it out yet.

_{photography by rune at flickr.com / html by merlin / character played by fennic}
Replies:

I shot for the sky, I'm stuck on the ground - By dylan January 16, 2014 at 05:46:14 AM
- but you're a king and I'm a lionheart. - By DANNY January 17, 2014 at 00:52:59 AM
  - I thought I could fly - By dylan January 19, 2014 at 04:00:13 AM
    - howling ghosts, they reappear - By DANNY January 22, 2014 at 04:03:59 AM

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