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[Nov 25] [Birth of the Firebringer] Brought to the Surface
Title: Brought to the Surface
Day/Theme: 25. born under a bad sign
Series: Birth of the Firebringer
Character/Pairing: Jan/Tek
Rating: PG (some spoilers for the end of BotFB and DM)
“Black at last,” Tek murmured.
“You knew too??” Jan stared at her in disbelief. Her green eyes narrowed at him in amusement that would’ve infuriated him a season before. She circled him, taking in his new black coat from all angles.
The heat that would’ve been anger was now embarrassment. Proven warriors shouldn’t feel this way. The Prince of the Valley shouldn’t be sheepish and tongue-tied when the healer’s daughter looked him over. Even if she was beautiful.
“The things we keep hidden have a way of coming to the surface,” she said. “It was dark the night you were born, a new moon night, and there was always a darkness in you, waiting for light to shine on it.”
“Moonlight,” she said, and her breath touched the crescent burn on his brow. It still smelled like rosehips. “Starlight.” The silky tassel on her tail brushed his leg above the pointed scar on his heel.
“Firelight,” Jan added. She smiled again.
“The things,” she said, stepping away into the darkness. “That you were born for.”
Day/Theme: 25. born under a bad sign
Series: Birth of the Firebringer
Character/Pairing: Jan/Tek
Rating: PG (some spoilers for the end of BotFB and DM)
“Black at last,” Tek murmured.
“You knew too??” Jan stared at her in disbelief. Her green eyes narrowed at him in amusement that would’ve infuriated him a season before. She circled him, taking in his new black coat from all angles.
The heat that would’ve been anger was now embarrassment. Proven warriors shouldn’t feel this way. The Prince of the Valley shouldn’t be sheepish and tongue-tied when the healer’s daughter looked him over. Even if she was beautiful.
“The things we keep hidden have a way of coming to the surface,” she said. “It was dark the night you were born, a new moon night, and there was always a darkness in you, waiting for light to shine on it.”
“Moonlight,” she said, and her breath touched the crescent burn on his brow. It still smelled like rosehips. “Starlight.” The silky tassel on her tail brushed his leg above the pointed scar on his heel.
“Firelight,” Jan added. She smiled again.
“The things,” she said, stepping away into the darkness. “That you were born for.”