07-16-2019, 03:22 PM
Aodhán
ice and fire
All that is gold does not glitter; not all who wander are lost
She’s looking - she’s watching. He should be scared, but he isn’t. He’s only dreading the moment he needs to act.
But as was to be expected, it didn’t take her very long to notice the golden carp, and yet he might have hoped that she hadn’t. If only to keep looking, to admire the purple and sunset combination of eternal, water-based, magical beauty. She was a dream - better not wake up!
But she turns, eventually, or very quickly (he hasn’t kept track of time). He blinks at her, but a fish can - thankfully - not look very bashful.
Not can it smile, and with a flick of his newly grown fish tail, the carp swims closer to the nereid vision. Passing between her forelegs and then past her, he elongates - an eel, no, a water snake, gold and flecked with white. Making a u-turn, the snake lifts his finned head out of the water, exchanging fins for feathers and thus the transformation into the mythical flying serpent is complete. Or complete enough anyway.
”Not lost, milady.” a handsome, lazy smile spreads across his temporarily reptilian face, large green eyes taking in her form as if still not believing her to be real. But everything about her is perfect, and so is her voice - so he adds a few soft words. ”There’s nowhere else I’d rather be right now.” The words might have been suggestive, but the tone is certainly not - too very much impressed with the other shifter, although he hasn’t seen her non-nereid form as of yet and probably may not, today.
But as was to be expected, it didn’t take her very long to notice the golden carp, and yet he might have hoped that she hadn’t. If only to keep looking, to admire the purple and sunset combination of eternal, water-based, magical beauty. She was a dream - better not wake up!
But she turns, eventually, or very quickly (he hasn’t kept track of time). He blinks at her, but a fish can - thankfully - not look very bashful.
Not can it smile, and with a flick of his newly grown fish tail, the carp swims closer to the nereid vision. Passing between her forelegs and then past her, he elongates - an eel, no, a water snake, gold and flecked with white. Making a u-turn, the snake lifts his finned head out of the water, exchanging fins for feathers and thus the transformation into the mythical flying serpent is complete. Or complete enough anyway.
”Not lost, milady.” a handsome, lazy smile spreads across his temporarily reptilian face, large green eyes taking in her form as if still not believing her to be real. But everything about her is perfect, and so is her voice - so he adds a few soft words. ”There’s nowhere else I’d rather be right now.” The words might have been suggestive, but the tone is certainly not - too very much impressed with the other shifter, although he hasn’t seen her non-nereid form as of yet and probably may not, today.
@[Eva]