She’s normally a night-dwelling creature, sleuthing about, grinning with those sharp glowing teeth and drinking in the dark world with her shimmery wet eyes. She’s up early today though, and the sun is still hanging low, orange and warm. The day’s fading light casts a golden sparkle over the river, and beneath the tumbling ripples of travelling water the metallic sheen of her scales can be seen catching the light as she swims.
Her small dragon, Tybalt, twirls and twists playfully around her as they move with the current, fishing along the way and breaching the turbulent surface briefly now and then just to see the world above. A few yummy trout, but nothing spectacular or interesting so far – until…
“Hello.” She says this in a silk voice to his turned back, vaguely recognizing him for the male she’d barely greeted in the past and disappeared on like a ghost; as she’s known to do. She rises half-way from the crystalline river, her body changing seamlessly to replace most of her scales with sleek fur, her gills fading away to show her curved equine cheeks. She tilts one side of her face toward him, letting her blue eye examine him closer. “I haven’t seen another soul wandering about in quite a while…I thought everyone dead, or gone.” She breathes in, smelling him. “No such luck, I guess.” She laughs underneath that creamy low tone, slithering closer to the water’s edge. The little dragon clings to the kelpie mare’s golden mane, blinking curiously at the exchange.
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Ruhr ♥
Her small dragon, Tybalt, twirls and twists playfully around her as they move with the current, fishing along the way and breaching the turbulent surface briefly now and then just to see the world above. A few yummy trout, but nothing spectacular or interesting so far – until…
“Hello.” She says this in a silk voice to his turned back, vaguely recognizing him for the male she’d barely greeted in the past and disappeared on like a ghost; as she’s known to do. She rises half-way from the crystalline river, her body changing seamlessly to replace most of her scales with sleek fur, her gills fading away to show her curved equine cheeks. She tilts one side of her face toward him, letting her blue eye examine him closer. “I haven’t seen another soul wandering about in quite a while…I thought everyone dead, or gone.” She breathes in, smelling him. “No such luck, I guess.” She laughs underneath that creamy low tone, slithering closer to the water’s edge. The little dragon clings to the kelpie mare’s golden mane, blinking curiously at the exchange.
@
Ruhr ♥