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Hot sand under her leather clad feet, sun bearing down on her feather laid skin, a warm hand that wrapped around hers. She hardly registered it. It had blood on it, abolish’s blood, it was on her wings too, but mostly it was on sausages blade, the one he clutched so tightly to his side, pressed against the arena wall shaking.
Apo didn't want to die, but she was at least a little bit surprised that she would rather die than Owen, but she knew they had to, sausage would be on his last life, he couldn't be on his last life. A thumb moved over the back of her hand, Owen's fingers too warm and thick and comforting for this loosely tied moment, tearing and fraying at the edges. She moved closer into his side, wings instinctively moving around them, cocooning them in feathers, she was going to die, and she was not going to let Owen let go of her hand. She pressed herself against Owen's warm chest, to all the others outside it would look like a hug, a hard see you in a moment from two allies, two friends. But truly apos lips brushed owens, and she knew owen wanted it, in the way her hands found her waist and she leaned into apos own hands, fluffing her perfect soft hair., warm big round lips that pressed against hers in a dance, she took it, letting Owen kiss her and pull her close, hands moving over her hips. Then she stepped back, eyes flitting up to hers, closed lashes fluttering slightly.
Her wings loosened, one falling just behind Owen's back curving around her, wings guarding them from the eyes as much as she could without pulling her so close once again, not that she would complain, it simply wasn't the time. Sausage was shaking as owen tried to coax him out from his spot pressed against the wall, but he just shook his head
“I just wanted my brother back” babbled incoherently between fat globs of tears, apo moved forwards tugging owen along with her, and when sausage shrank back she stepped into his space, pulling him into her free arm, and tucking him under her other wing
After a moment he let out a little chuckle tears subsiding slightly,
“Im third wheeling so hard right now” sausage muttered
“What?” Owen asked but apo just let out a small laugh, she loosened her wings a bit letting the watchful eyes back in for a moment before she pushed sausages sword up to her through and smiled, hand still grasped in owens.
He spawned in her nest, where he'd helped her move all her pillows and blankets down to, sitting down after all the climbing of rope ladders and she had sprawled on top of her wings the blanket and owned the focal point of their nest where she had stayed for the next three nights. The moons hung heavy above them now as Owen came to, only a few minutes after apo. She immediately pulled the bird into her lap one hand in her hair and the other dragging slowly up her side and settling on her chin tilting her face up towards her apo smiled small and sweet and pressed a kiss to the champion of chronos’s lips. A smile touched the corners on her mouth and she let apos feathery cocoon pull her under once again.