Hotaru
I know they'll be coming to find me soon
But I fear I'm getting used to being held by you
They’re all a bit too pink (some a bit too red) around the gills given the endless days under the sun, but Ru usually saves her healing lightning for one round at the end of the evening for…honestly too many reasons, pick one. Sound? Number of “patients”? Exhaustion? Sohalia will have to lobster a bit longer - they all will - before any sunburn healing will be within reach in time for bed. At the very least it ensures they sleep without the pain of rolling around on a cot with sunburned skin. Ouch.But I fear I'm getting used to being held by you
In the interim, the trio of blondes alternate between the pasty white of sunscreen-slathered and the abused pink of sunburned. Ru hisses at Andraste when she curls around her neck at lunchtime, the scrape of her companion’s scales akin to a switchblade. The sounds doesn’t dissuade the dragonling in the least.
“Everything feels like heatstroke right now darling,” she grumps, mollified by dry rations that have - like everything else - begun to blur and blend together over the days. But Colt speaks true, and their progress is becoming notable. Something like pride builds in her chest with each day and every notable achievement. It’s been far too long since she has made something like this; of grand scale, great impact, lasting effect.
The feeling spurs her on (at least for the rest of the evening) and renews her mentally if not physically as they put away their meals and head back out onto the sand to tackle the vertical supports.
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Meal break, then supports time!
I used to sing about being free
Oh, baby, look what you've done to me
Oh, baby, look what you've done to me
