Sikeax,

They part like they were meant to all along, two very different beings who were almost never meant to be together. A change of roles has taken place, and in the darkness, they each let the other exist on very different levels, as opposite as their personalities. Hobgoblin takes Sikeax’s home in the sea and hunts with a violent fierceness. In the pale moonlight, every life that he can fit within his jaws is taken.
She tries not to think about the blood that he stains the water with, when the splashing out there isn’t from sea foam and waves, that he is merely acting out, that things don’t die. It’s a thing that she can’t deny when she’s doomed to let others pass when she can’t save them.
The mere thought of it forces her to push backwards, sinking further into the hole she’s etched into the belly of the red sand. The roots of the tree she’s taken as a hiding place since she was a child rub against her body and leave dark brown marks. In the morning when her brother’s ferocity has passed, the waves will kiss away the dirtiness of her land-locked life and pull her away, even for a short amount of time.
A sigh passes from her lips, long and drawn out as her head sinks to her legs and rests atop the fire sands batting the pale lashes surrounding baby blues as small clouds rise from the earth due to her touch. Loneliness haunts her like a ghost in her castle, always there, always watching, reminding her that there is little to be salvaged from friendships she isn’t sure she still has to cure them. All that really truly remains is Hobgoblin, and only due to the fact that they can never escape one another.
Right now, she pines for his comfort, the feeling of soft fur along her amber coat as she tries her hardest to find sleep, promising her protection in the night. Distantly, coyotes are howling.
Hobgoblin?
His response is coloured ocean water, clouded and smoky with blood. A shark flails in what she guesses is agony. He uses it to push her away, systemized tactics to keep her away. It works. The wall between climbs and builds between the two of them faster than he could have hoped for, breaking any chances of companionship for the night.

OOC: i'm so damn ready for this save me
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