Thalassa
She gives Colt a smile and lift of her head, sipping on her drink as the woman makes her way from the outskirts of the festival. The rum is warm, fighting off the encroaching chill of impending Deepfrost. It settles into her stomach with a satisfying weight, disguising the burn of alcohol with a dangerous efficiency she enjoys.
Her eyes scan to where Colt indicates, lowering her glass to peer at the couple in the shadows. She doesn't recognize either of them, but the way his arm pulls her close, her body leaning into his, there's no mistaking their familiarity - and not in the 'friends comforting friends' kind of way. Thal doesn't hesitate, tail flicking casually behind her as she moves for another sip. "Definitely more than friends."
Running her tongue over her lips and fangs to clear the bit of rum that lingers there, she raises an intrigued brow at Colt, not accusing but pointedly curious based on the glint in her eyes. "Why? He an ex of yours?" Maybe that would explain her reluctance to join the celebration, or maybe the rancher is just coming up with some people-watching game she hasn't explained yet.
Her eyes scan to where Colt indicates, lowering her glass to peer at the couple in the shadows. She doesn't recognize either of them, but the way his arm pulls her close, her body leaning into his, there's no mistaking their familiarity - and not in the 'friends comforting friends' kind of way. Thal doesn't hesitate, tail flicking casually behind her as she moves for another sip. "Definitely more than friends."
Running her tongue over her lips and fangs to clear the bit of rum that lingers there, she raises an intrigued brow at Colt, not accusing but pointedly curious based on the glint in her eyes. "Why? He an ex of yours?" Maybe that would explain her reluctance to join the celebration, or maybe the rancher is just coming up with some people-watching game she hasn't explained yet.
But when I wake up,
I see You with me.
I see You with me.
