Thalassa
With her burning metabolism, the sustenance was quickly consumed. She soon opened her eyes to the smokey interior of the whale, content to resolidify her wyrm form. Her tongue licked out in a hiss of appreciation for the easy, fulfilling meal.
Thal listened closely for the Fyrhund outside but found that the ripping and tearing had gone quiet. Perhaps the beast had also gotten its fill.
Cautiously, she slithered to the opening of the mouth, peering out to see it laying nearby. It appeared to be asleep, but Thal was still feeling mischievous. Creeping forward, she approached the Fyrhund, stopping in front of its muzzle and cocking her head in quiet assessment.
Thal listened closely for the Fyrhund outside but found that the ripping and tearing had gone quiet. Perhaps the beast had also gotten its fill.
Cautiously, she slithered to the opening of the mouth, peering out to see it laying nearby. It appeared to be asleep, but Thal was still feeling mischievous. Creeping forward, she approached the Fyrhund, stopping in front of its muzzle and cocking her head in quiet assessment.
