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Golden eyes canvas the bedroom, watching, searching, waiting for the danger to come. Riz quickly flicks his gaze to where Fabian fitfully sleeps and returns to watching the window, his claws wrapping tightly around his sword. Fabian whimpers, kicking the sheets, and Riz jolts upright, alert, but there’s nothing in the darkness (Everything is in the darkness). Tail lashing, he sinks back with a hushed hiss. Fabian’s safe… for now. He won’t let him fall (Again).
Golden eyes see nothing, his eyelids closed as he nods off. Not enough coffee? No, not enough sleep.
He’s failed his best friend.
Again.