Melita and her family were a welcome distraction from his task and Hadama paused his assault on the shore. The spheres of water continued to bob in a stately orbit above him like some liquid orrery but they no longer shot towards the beach as his friend approached the tideline. The mermanta swam closer to make conversing easier, until he could curve his tail beneath him on the sand of the shallows to brace against the surf.
"Melita," he rumbled, deep voice warm with welcome. "Fangorn. Sila. Hello. Today is target practice." A memory of their own early meetings caused his eyes to light up in quiet good humor, and one of the orbs he controlled separated from the rest to bob towards the honeybee girl and circle her playfully. "I would enjoy practicing together again, if you are free."
"Melita," he rumbled, deep voice warm with welcome. "Fangorn. Sila. Hello. Today is target practice." A memory of their own early meetings caused his eyes to light up in quiet good humor, and one of the orbs he controlled separated from the rest to bob towards the honeybee girl and circle her playfully. "I would enjoy practicing together again, if you are free."
