You can’t stop the change,
any more than you can stop the suns from setting.
Sol's tongue was rough like a cat's, all sandpaper and small barbs as he licked at Hadama's nose, then forehead, then cheeks. It wasn't until he was sure the Mer King wasn't drowning that the dragon backed away, extremely pleased with himself and the assistance he'd provided. At the thanks, he puffed his chest, giving the upside-down man a chirp of 'you're welcome' as he trotted back to Zavien's side.
The Dragoon was smiling even bigger, tilting his head as if he might be able to talk to Hadama better if they weren't flipped. He shook his head at the offer, having already decided he was not going to participate. "As an airbreather, I've had plenty of practice. I'll let you have all the fun this time." Just to prove it, he leaned against the trunk of a tree, arms crossed as he waited for the man to finish his task.
The Dragoon was smiling even bigger, tilting his head as if he might be able to talk to Hadama better if they weren't flipped. He shook his head at the offer, having already decided he was not going to participate. "As an airbreather, I've had plenty of practice. I'll let you have all the fun this time." Just to prove it, he leaned against the trunk of a tree, arms crossed as he waited for the man to finish his task.
Zavien
