Thalassa
I worry this is how I’m always gonna feel.
Rolling her eyes at his bouncing brows, Thal offers a pridefully exasperated look in return. "I live just fine, thank you." The corner of her mouth tilts up when she turns away, amused by the thought that staying out in a lightning storm is needed to really live when she's had plenty of thrills on her own.
Still, when Asta confirms his willingness to join her on an all-inclusive lightning experience, Thal doesn't hesitate to snag the offer, her grin wide and genuine. "I'll shoot you a letter." She also makes a mental note to grab some drinks for them to share, as much a thank you as something to do while they enjoy the light show. Do bone dragons drink or eat anything? Would it be rude not to bring something for her? It's something Thal will have to mull over later.
The thick canopy is a blessing, her toes already half frozen in her boots. She can feel her shifts rising in response, wanting to manifest the heat as they run through the forest. Shifting her feet, Thal rubs her hands together in preparation, a sharp, hungry grin spreading over her face. "Are we hunting big game? I'm hoping to get enough meat to last through LongNight." She'd certainly rather go out in the cold once rather than multiple times throughout the season, especially as the darkness approaches.
Still, when Asta confirms his willingness to join her on an all-inclusive lightning experience, Thal doesn't hesitate to snag the offer, her grin wide and genuine. "I'll shoot you a letter." She also makes a mental note to grab some drinks for them to share, as much a thank you as something to do while they enjoy the light show. Do bone dragons drink or eat anything? Would it be rude not to bring something for her? It's something Thal will have to mull over later.
The thick canopy is a blessing, her toes already half frozen in her boots. She can feel her shifts rising in response, wanting to manifest the heat as they run through the forest. Shifting her feet, Thal rubs her hands together in preparation, a sharp, hungry grin spreading over her face. "Are we hunting big game? I'm hoping to get enough meat to last through LongNight." She'd certainly rather go out in the cold once rather than multiple times throughout the season, especially as the darkness approaches.
But nothing lasts. I know the deal.
