long shadows

are you really going to talk about timing in times like these?

It's a dangerous thing, to have a possessive dragon suddenly in your lap, snuffling up into your hair with claws resting on your thighs and chest. Even so, Remi remains still and lets both spriggan and dragon work things out for themselves. Twirling the clover in her hands (it looking much the same size an umbrella might), Oria bends at the waist before rising and stretching out the blossom toward Sugar. Trilling something in the back of her throat, Oria concludes her greeting with a series of clicks and squeaks, before clapping her hands together.

'It did.' Remi agrees, sounding confident for the first time in a while where gods were concerned. Giving his husband a good-natured roll of his eyes for his sass, Remi reaches out a hand for a bowl of stew finding himself suddenly famished. "He did mention that I mind find something interesting in Hak Etme....now if only I knew of a strong huntsman who liked adventuring and who would also be willing to sleep under the stars with me, to go along..."

remi

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)