Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow || Wishbone, etc. ||

[Klaudius]

If it wasn't for the slight feelings of content that embraced his inner self, he may have fought whatever this was.  For quite some time they travel in near silence.  Only a few sentences are exchanged and he is satisfied to leave them unchallenged.  His musings are over the buttermilk and navy beauty leading before him.  The gentle rock of her body as she walks is quite hypnotizing and for some reason he feels as though he knows her.  This puzzles and intrigues him, but yet he also sees the unnatural hang of her one navy appendage and the gentle bulging of her belly.  Questions swirl about his mind and if they had been alone, he would have inquired on how she sustained such things, but they are not alone and soon, even more will appear...

He has never cared for the chill of winter.  It is what drove him from the inlands to the tropical isles of their world.  This has also caused him to not travel much of Beqanna.  Sticking mainly to the East, he has yet to know the strange land of which they cross into.  The cragged plateaus of earth amongst towering pines was nothing like anything he has seen before.  An oceans breeze, whipped about them - cold but wet from the sea - it sends a chill down his spine.  The sudden harsh awakening and a scarlet voice upon that breeze causes him to stop abruptly.  His nares flare and ears twist back to show his displeasure.  

Although his lavender ears are hidden in the tangles of matching tresses, he hears all the strange bay says.  He now understands what has brought him here and he has no intentions of staying willingly.  Rigged muscles begin to flex and his wings slightly unfurl in a plan to turn tail and take to the skies...    

Klaudius

I was lightning, before the thunder

@[Lepis] @[Scorch] @[Wishbone] So I figure the cold snaps him out of the warm fuzzy trans Lepis held and he is deciding to jump ship.  Feel free to convince/force him not to