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[bravelyrunsaway]

WHO: Licyn Mansbane & Izuminokami Kanesada
WHEN: First half of December
WHERE: Resort Castle
WHAT: Two different events: Licyn sneaks into Kanesada's room to escape the salt monster, and they both battle one of the creatures that breaks through the ice on the day of the create ice happening.
WARNINGS: Will update if any beyond violence!

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[bravelyrunsaway]

The man sleeps like a sprawling city, and Licyn doesn't even allow himself a slice of near amusement to snort. He observes, then in silence makes the decision as he watches the painting, reassuringly solid in it's presentation of spring He knew moments before that the line of salt outside the door was unbroken, but he knew that at his own room, only to find something (or someone) had changed that while he'd been inside.

He considers if that could or would happen again. Yes. There's little reason to presume otherwise. Stripping down and folding his clothing with practised ease, silver light floods his form until a wolf, a very large wolf, larger than the ones in the woods outside, stands quietly in their shared space.

Turning in two right circles, he settles down at the sleeping man's side. Where he can claim some of the pallet for himself.

[fushichou]

And, at first, nothing really happens when the wolf joins Kanesada. But then the latter slowly curls in toward his new bedfellow, though his mind is certainly in no shape to distinguish what that bedfellow is. Instead, it just recognizes something nice and warm and soft when he throws his arm over it.

All very good things. He sighs contentedly when he gets comfortable again.

Not all good things last forever, though, and Kanesada eventually grows restless. At first he just changes his sleeping position, but soon enough his limbs struggle to escape the bonds of the sheets. Except there's still something really hot and far too close for his slumbering comfort. Maybe the sheets have really gotten tangled around him. That wouldn't be the first time.

He groans and starts to push against the problem (the wolf) and when that doesn't dislodge him, Kanesada adds his feet to the mix, trying to shove the space heater away. In his sleep, he can be heard muttering, "Come on..."

[bravelyrunsaway]

Licyn, lifting his head when the pushing continues, twists one ear toward Izumi, listening to his sleep mutters. He doesn't bother moving, either, since with the other man bracing against his bulk, they're both shifting away from the centre of the sleeping mat. The only one losing is the one without fur, though the prodding is a minor annoyance.

He stretches out his neck, huffing at Izumi's whatever-is-close-enough, then lathing over exposed skin with his tongue.

You have no room for complaint, those are mutters of nightmares, love, and that's all that was stalking after me in the halls.

He thumps his tail against the floor/mat with a thud.

[fushichou]

As Kanesada continues trying to shove the hot...thing away from his body, he ends up twisting his yukata around, baring one shoulder amid the whole mess. So, when something still hot, but also very wet, leaves a stripe over his skin, it brings him closer to consciousness. He groans and turns away, except then he rolls off the futon entirely.

Hey, that's not right.

Sluggishly, Kanesada pushes himself to sit up and tries to part the curtains of his hair as he slowly blinks his eyes open. "Huh...?"

[bravelyrunsaway]

Licyn, ever helpful, has his own face further away, but then stretches his neck out to greet the bleary eyed man who'd rolled off his own futon with his tongue so delicately poked out of his teeth and lips. A little blep for the newly awakened. Both his ears tilt forward, listening to Izumi, but beyond that he does nothing but exist.

Do say more, Izuimi. Or shriek, the danger of the Salt Breaker appears passed for the evening, Licyn desperately hopes.