i found the antidote. i let the anger go and mother nature found it's place.
now we're compatible, my inner animal, i wanted blood and got a taste.
“I apologize if it was an intrusion then,” he comments rather quickly: the fins and wild Kelpie imitation stable for now and his ears twitched. The ruby hooves, much to their credit, were hard to ignore and he noticed immediately the vivacy they retained with refractions of light drifting and dancing through the facets within. Entranced for the most momentary of second he shook his head and simply met her gaze with a note of the dark color and the shade of earthy toned brown he finds. “@[Mary]. After all, I would hardly desire to sneak up on you and the little one were she around or playing close by. Mothers are almost always dreadfully protective… and I’d prefer to not have your ire.”
Though it’s polite and formal enough, his voice whispers a bit towards the end: almost as if attempting to incur a playfulness in the sentiment or some kind of joking implication. No matter though she does move closer and as such he finds himself idly closing what distance she allowed, his hooves accustomed to the sand and it’s lack of solidity but more so to the grains of sand coating his fins and their edges. Taking an objective thought on the weather and the sun around them, he felt the droplets sliding across the scales and skin… the sand beneath his patched with dark places where the water stained the earth.
In the same vein he continues on, a warm smile, a slow attempt to offer her a nose in greeting albeit mindful of the sharp, serrated teeth behind his lips. “Chasing fish, swimming, rediscovering the coral and the dark waters beyond- the pressurized abyssal depths where the leviathans slumber. Though, now, I believe I will be combing the shore for a time if you allow me to stay in your company.” his confidence is a boyish thing, playful and complementary, and Nodens does not hide the questioning body language or the way his eyes rove for the moment...as if searching for answers in her expression.
“If, of course, you don’t mind the chaotic mannerisms I sometimes bring,” he paused, noting the teeth marks on her skin… appraising them with familiar curiosity. “I’ve spent far longer in the sea than here and I am so curious about the world here.” he has to stop himself, for a momentary though appears in his mind: ‘about you’.
Nodens