Colors speak louder than words
Nova accepts the dip of his heads with another bubbly giggle through the bond, clasping her hands proudly on the basket and puffing her chest like he's praised her for an impressive discovery. But as he mentions having more shifts, the fluffing of her ego gives way to undeniable delight, the emotion flashing bright in her eyes as much as the bond. Really?! I only have two, but I can't wait to get more! Maybe she'll even get a dragon shift one day, one with giant wings and teeth like Sunjata's! Although, she'd much rather it has colorful scales.
Letting the hydra take the muffin from her hand, she glares icy daggers at the squirrels. It's annoying that her compulsion doesn't appear to extend to rodents, although just as the Archon says, they are quick to move on once they figure out that nobody is taking them up on their offer.
So Nova lifts her head again, lowering her now empty hands with a tiny bounce and shower of sparkles. You're welcome! Then she turns her attention to the wood he maneuvers into place, magic rising in preparation to assist as she asks, What do I need to do?
Letting the hydra take the muffin from her hand, she glares icy daggers at the squirrels. It's annoying that her compulsion doesn't appear to extend to rodents, although just as the Archon says, they are quick to move on once they figure out that nobody is taking them up on their offer.
So Nova lifts her head again, lowering her now empty hands with a tiny bounce and shower of sparkles. You're welcome! Then she turns her attention to the wood he maneuvers into place, magic rising in preparation to assist as she asks, What do I need to do?
Nova
