THREE MUSKETEERS - - Open, Visting, Shine+Lessa needed

Luca liked the feeling of flying without having to use his wings. The cool air was welcome against his always slightly too hot skin, and he didn't even have to suffer the shoulder pain that usually came with it. It's not like he could fly in his current condition anyway. He exhaled plumes of smoke from where he lounged on his brother's back, lodged between spines to prevent him from falling off. It would have been all fun and peaceful if it werent for the unfortunate fact that Argus has joined them on their journey to the Ascendants. Luca had spent a lot of the trip arguing with his former enemy, using all the energy he could muster to spit salty remarks. His throat burned and he had to keep pausing to spit up globs of tar, but that didn't stop his verbal attacks. If anything, his injured and near-death state seemed to kick that fire inside him into overdrive.

A sudden descent and the addition of Lucifer's call managed to snap Luca out of his bitter and hazy state. He blinked and looked up, sliding from the colossal dragon's back and onto the soft grass. Perhaps it was odd to be returning to a territory that he had died on just recently, but Luca didn't appear to be all that bothered. He was more eager to see Shine and Lessa, despite the danger of being attacked again. Technically they hadn't crossed the border, so technially there was no need for any aggression yet. The bloody and beaten hellhound swayed on his paws, a bit of a confused glaze covering his eyes. It was clear that he still hadn't fully recovered. "Hey, Luci, when's Shine gonna get here? I'm already bored..." he asked his brother, falling to his ass and flapping his wings weakly like an impatient toddler.

//mobile + tired post qwq