Monzun wobbles back-and-forth. It seems a scoff, but it is the truth. They'll need to be a little more careful from now on. It should be easier now that communication is better.
The sun beginning to lighten the world behind her, Sweetheart leans in, settling one front paw on the ground and eyeing his. A smaller Water, a smaller Heal. She remembers--oh, she remembers he has the reserves for Gestures of Lightning and Fire. If he cannot do this, it's only because he doesn't know how.
Slower, she traces one claw higher, nearer his face. Another Gesture, another large Heal.
"...I have an idea," they say slowly. "but allow more time for us to observe. Also, Lethys, I have been wanting to ask for a long time--do you know anything of curses on people?" Monzun shifts the subject abruptly.
Back and forth Sweetheart will keep on this--until one of them breaks, or hungers, or he learns.
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The sun beginning to lighten the world behind her, Sweetheart leans in, settling one front paw on the ground and eyeing his. A smaller Water, a smaller Heal. She remembers--oh, she remembers he has the reserves for Gestures of Lightning and Fire. If he cannot do this, it's only because he doesn't know how.
Slower, she traces one claw higher, nearer his face. Another Gesture, another large Heal.
"...I have an idea," they say slowly. "but allow more time for us to observe. Also, Lethys, I have been wanting to ask for a long time--do you know anything of curses on people?" Monzun shifts the subject abruptly.
Back and forth Sweetheart will keep on this--until one of them breaks, or hungers, or he learns.