08-24-2018, 11:05 PM
She pulls away from him, and Ivar does not resist, allowing the dark haired to distance herself to where she is comfortable. The kelpie has no interest in the unwilling.
“I'm sure you can take care of yourself,” Ivar replies, delighting in the rapid flutter of her heart in response to his touch. She might be pulling away, but the kelpie knows that she is still interested. The possibility of a hunt, even an unexpected one, is enough to keep him close. It is that closeness that allows him to witness first hand the shifting of her skin.
From soft hair beneath his teeth, there are suddenly scales, as sleek and smooth as those of the sea snakes. Their appearance is accompanied by a rather monotone response to the flirtatious question he'd asked, and Ivar pulls back to meet her gaze for some explanation.
Her eyes are now slit-pupiled and brilliantly blue, and they are surrounded by the oddly colorful black scales that cover Deiti from head to tail.
“I take it those are new?” He asks curiously, twisting his tail back beneath him to better move and look at the scales across her body. “I like them.” His intentions are not forgotten (if anything, they are fueled by the increasing similarities between the two of them), but he is a curious creature at heart.
“I'm sure you can take care of yourself,” Ivar replies, delighting in the rapid flutter of her heart in response to his touch. She might be pulling away, but the kelpie knows that she is still interested. The possibility of a hunt, even an unexpected one, is enough to keep him close. It is that closeness that allows him to witness first hand the shifting of her skin.
From soft hair beneath his teeth, there are suddenly scales, as sleek and smooth as those of the sea snakes. Their appearance is accompanied by a rather monotone response to the flirtatious question he'd asked, and Ivar pulls back to meet her gaze for some explanation.
Her eyes are now slit-pupiled and brilliantly blue, and they are surrounded by the oddly colorful black scales that cover Deiti from head to tail.
“I take it those are new?” He asks curiously, twisting his tail back beneath him to better move and look at the scales across her body. “I like them.” His intentions are not forgotten (if anything, they are fueled by the increasing similarities between the two of them), but he is a curious creature at heart.