K O A
and they will shake their heads
and wag their bony fingers
and wag their bony fingers
Koa's grin broadens at Tal's pirouette, the younger man thoroughly enjoying his good-natured fun. "Hey Tal. Boreal," he adds as the dragon circles around to the side of their pew, clearly hunting for Pip. The little catsnake lies splayed on her back, forearms outstretched above her head. She yawns sleepily at her friend, slithering and scooting without turning over until she's close enough to peer up at Boreal, claws raised in greeting.
Shaking his head indulgently at the dragons, Koa turns back to Tal. An eyebrow raises at the antics, the boy laughing off the idea that he'd ever even play at divinity. But channeling...? "Yup - prayed to Ludo and here you are!" He gestures broadly at Talyson, as though to say ta da! "Granted, I'd hoped for someone prettier, but I suppose you'll do in a pinch." Another laugh, Koa winking to soften the joke.
Koa scoots, giving Tal room to sit on the bench beside him, should he choose. "So what brings you to our fair city on this miserable evening? Wanted to take in the lovely weather? We've got storms, storms, and hey! More storms."
Shaking his head indulgently at the dragons, Koa turns back to Tal. An eyebrow raises at the antics, the boy laughing off the idea that he'd ever even play at divinity. But channeling...? "Yup - prayed to Ludo and here you are!" He gestures broadly at Talyson, as though to say ta da! "Granted, I'd hoped for someone prettier, but I suppose you'll do in a pinch." Another laugh, Koa winking to soften the joke.
Koa scoots, giving Tal room to sit on the bench beside him, should he choose. "So what brings you to our fair city on this miserable evening? Wanted to take in the lovely weather? We've got storms, storms, and hey! More storms."
in all the wrong directions—
and by daybreak we'll be gone
and by daybreak we'll be gone
