It has been a while, Aodhán realizes, that he met someone wholly new. And Velkan certainly doesn’t disappoint. Besides, their children are related, so they might as well be, too - which opens a whole new world to be explored. He waits though, for the dust to settle - he knows he can be a bit much for some, as he well learned with Noah. Perhaps he was never meant to live in the Pampas as long as he did; they seem to be polar opposites. But Velkan... well, let’s say Eva has a type for sure.
They resonate on a level he doesn’t quite think he can explain, and a goofy grin follows while the dark-skinned male scrunches his face into all kinds of silly images - the white elk wonders if this is how he looks sometimes for just a heartbeat - trying to think of something unreal. When he comes up with one, he doesn’t disappoint, and the white deer chuckles as he lets color into his body. ”I like the way you think,” he adds in. Aodhan-the-elk collects rainbowy colors on his back, rippling through as he makes the shift - to a deer with wings indeed.
Trying very hard not to laugh out loud, he chuckles through is teeth. ”How bad is it?”
from the ashes a fire shall be woken
@[Velkan]