Although curious as to what Ray was doing, Hadama waited silently as she sketched. He floated with serene patience, in no rush (he rarely was) and content that she had a reason for the appearance of paper - a rare and fragile commodity on the open sea. When she turned the page around to reveal the likeness of the fish he had described his steely brows rose a centimeter in surprise, and admiration slid through the Attuned bond.
Yes. The face is more blunt. And the dorsal fin is further back. But it is very close. He tilted his head in acknowledgment of her artistry before making his offer for her to join him in the deeps someday, and there was a sense of quiet pleasure when she accepted.
But the day was getting on and he, too, wanted to store his jar of Maw water safely, where it wouldn't be lost or broken. Yes, he agreed easily. I will look forward to it. He swam backwards a ways to give her room to place her sail or oars, then gave her craft a gentle push with his water magic to get it started in the right direction before he submerged and dove to begin his own journey home.
~Fin~
Yes. The face is more blunt. And the dorsal fin is further back. But it is very close. He tilted his head in acknowledgment of her artistry before making his offer for her to join him in the deeps someday, and there was a sense of quiet pleasure when she accepted.
But the day was getting on and he, too, wanted to store his jar of Maw water safely, where it wouldn't be lost or broken. Yes, he agreed easily. I will look forward to it. He swam backwards a ways to give her room to place her sail or oars, then gave her craft a gentle push with his water magic to get it started in the right direction before he submerged and dove to begin his own journey home.
~Fin~
