[SE] was it the fire punch or the fever dream high
lyra
Noah Olson
 the Sentinel of the North
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"I can keep us out of any more rip currents, and we can swim again once we get to the spot you pointed out." He smiled towards her, the way it wrinkled his eyes giving the impression that everything would be fine. 

Then he shifted. Bone and muscle reshaped, scales shimmering like molten blue-silver with veins of gold crackling faintly along his flanks. His longma form surged from him with the power of a living storm. He had a sleek, muscular body rippling beneath iridescent scales, a flowing golden mane lifted by every breeze, and twin curved horns spiraling skyward from his head. 

With a snort, Noah stomped a hoof on the surface of the water. It splashed towards Lyra, but if she looked down she would see that he stood upon the surf as if it were solid ground. Tossing his head some, Noah bent and lowered himself to give the woman the opportunity to mount. He went as low as he could, knowing she was even lower within the water.
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RE: was it the fire punch or the fever dream high - by Noah - 02-19-2026, 08:07 AM



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