Thread:Vox and the Vendetta/@comment-33389101-20190112214522/@comment-34052734-20190131005335

Sagittarius had passed out, unable to keep his eyes open in the middle of the night. He clutched his weapons to his chest, away from Aries, his in case he was attacked by her in the witching hour. He didn’t know if she had that intention.

Pisces had been awake earlier, plucking at the strands of grass as Leo slept. She impatiently waited for him to wake up so she had someone to talk to.