08-29-2018, 09:45 PM
She snickers, smirks, and spins for him. The kelpie recognizes these signs as what they are, and he is more than happy to encourage them. His golden gaze is slow to wind itself around the scaled body that she twirls to show him, and when Deiti asks if the new scales suit her, Ivar's only immediate response is a rather wolfish grin.
There's no need to hide that, after all. Not with someone that might give him the hunt that he hadn't been aware he even wanted. It makes sense; there have been numerous unsatisfying encounters of late, and the hunger hasn't been truly sated in months. Ivar is careful with Kylin of late, and his companion in Nerine has left for greener shores.
Indeed, Deiti takes off without warning, a few quick flicks of her tail leaving Ivar floating alone.
The scaled stallion follows, the steady back and forth of his crocodilian tail pushing him through the water as the fins at his side flare and flick. He catches up to her quickly, dropping lower in the channel only to spin and rise up beneath her, the tip of his tail trailing the length of her underside. Upside-down swimming is not his preferred method of travel, but he is enjoying the view more than usual.
Deiti seems to be headed somewhere, and Ivar - who has nothing to do for several hours - has decided to follow her.
There's no need to hide that, after all. Not with someone that might give him the hunt that he hadn't been aware he even wanted. It makes sense; there have been numerous unsatisfying encounters of late, and the hunger hasn't been truly sated in months. Ivar is careful with Kylin of late, and his companion in Nerine has left for greener shores.
Indeed, Deiti takes off without warning, a few quick flicks of her tail leaving Ivar floating alone.
The scaled stallion follows, the steady back and forth of his crocodilian tail pushing him through the water as the fins at his side flare and flick. He catches up to her quickly, dropping lower in the channel only to spin and rise up beneath her, the tip of his tail trailing the length of her underside. Upside-down swimming is not his preferred method of travel, but he is enjoying the view more than usual.
Deiti seems to be headed somewhere, and Ivar - who has nothing to do for several hours - has decided to follow her.