08-18-2018, 09:03 AM
The teeth behind her smile as as sharp as Ivar's own, and the kelpie drifts closer in the water, allowing the current to brush his piebald side against hers. Despite the earlier invitation he had read in her eyes, the smaller mare seems cautious, unwilling to close the distance between them. Yet there is no reluctance in her voice when she speaks, which emboldens the sapphire scaled creature.
When the waves brush him against her again he does not drift away. Instead he twines his tail around hers, keeping her close even as the water slides against them. "Familiar?" he repeats, a faint smile on his white mouth. "I must have missed this back in Loess." She'd been just a filly then; for all his predatory nature the kelpie is uninterested in hunting children. They might be easy prey, but they are too young to capture his interest. Now though, Deitit is no longer a gangly foal; she is a mare that fits perfectly into his side.
Ivar rests one fin across her back; they're too close for him to tuck it back against him without pulling away. "Were you heading back to Ischia?" Asks the kelpie, as though they are continuing their earlier conversation in the field. He can think of a number of interesting detours they might make on the way back to the island.
ooc: no worries! i didn't know if she has her scales yet or not so i just didn't mention them
@[Deiti]
When the waves brush him against her again he does not drift away. Instead he twines his tail around hers, keeping her close even as the water slides against them. "Familiar?" he repeats, a faint smile on his white mouth. "I must have missed this back in Loess." She'd been just a filly then; for all his predatory nature the kelpie is uninterested in hunting children. They might be easy prey, but they are too young to capture his interest. Now though, Deitit is no longer a gangly foal; she is a mare that fits perfectly into his side.
Ivar rests one fin across her back; they're too close for him to tuck it back against him without pulling away. "Were you heading back to Ischia?" Asks the kelpie, as though they are continuing their earlier conversation in the field. He can think of a number of interesting detours they might make on the way back to the island.
ooc: no worries! i didn't know if she has her scales yet or not so i just didn't mention them
@[Deiti]