[ He isn't sure of what she's going to do until she does it--and he's left reeling, going completely shock-still when her head lands on his shoulder. It's almost helmet-like, the hard swell of spiky horn that settles against the knot of bone and muscle, but as she adjusts he can feel the fracture and then the pillowy softness of her montral where it tumbles down between them, tipping over against his pectoral. ]
1/?? i'm sorry