Hold fast till the brink of daylight
His bucket swung from between his teeth, handle gripped carefully so it wouldn’t slip, and every movement of his hooves sent soft ripples through the shallow water. Which, apparently, Deimos took as an invitation. Perhaps better than to assault Iskra again.
A pulse of his water magic rolled under the surface. The water rose in a small wave beneath Noah’s hooves, spreading outward like a playful tide trying to coax mischief from him. The longma had to focus to keep his balance on the turning, hotspring tide. He braced, hooves finding steady purchase even as the water surged. His tail lifted in a slow, deliberate sweep, the gesture equal parts challenge and laughter.
He tipped his head, bucket glinting with the half-filled water he’d managed to keep perfectly steady. Not a single drop escaped. Full as I think they'll get Noah responded over the attuned bond as he dipped his head down to fill his bucket the rest of the way, the lift at the end of his mental voice indicating a brow would go up were he in human form, a taunting, questioning brow.
A pulse of his water magic rolled under the surface. The water rose in a small wave beneath Noah’s hooves, spreading outward like a playful tide trying to coax mischief from him. The longma had to focus to keep his balance on the turning, hotspring tide. He braced, hooves finding steady purchase even as the water surged. His tail lifted in a slow, deliberate sweep, the gesture equal parts challenge and laughter.
He tipped his head, bucket glinting with the half-filled water he’d managed to keep perfectly steady. Not a single drop escaped. Full as I think they'll get Noah responded over the attuned bond as he dipped his head down to fill his bucket the rest of the way, the lift at the end of his mental voice indicating a brow would go up were he in human form, a taunting, questioning brow.
Where the shadow proves the sunshine
