Dance with the waves, move with the sea,
Thal doesn't let show that Danta's flippant use of 'friend' has her heart warming with each instance, but her smile turns a little sweeter every time, disguised by the sharp peek of fangs and the teasing tone on her lips. "I think the opportunity for first impressions is gone but give it your best shot."
Shivering again at the thought, Thal shakes her head and includes a wave of her hand to dismiss any misguided impressions of wintry hunts on the Tundra. "Trust me. I won't be heading out there without multiple coats next time, and a bonfire of my own to keep warm." Or three. Maybe she'll just bring a bucket of lava to stand in.
But then he's gesturing to the frogs paperwork and Thal is rising from her chair, feeling content with having smoothed whatever feathers might have been ruffled and growing closer to the Maverick in the process. She sneers at the words on pristine white paper. "Ah. Yes. Good luck with that. Maybe the rest of the bottle will help." Winking, she steps out the door, lighter than when she'd entered and looking forward to when she sees him again.
[FIN]
Shivering again at the thought, Thal shakes her head and includes a wave of her hand to dismiss any misguided impressions of wintry hunts on the Tundra. "Trust me. I won't be heading out there without multiple coats next time, and a bonfire of my own to keep warm." Or three. Maybe she'll just bring a bucket of lava to stand in.
But then he's gesturing to the frogs paperwork and Thal is rising from her chair, feeling content with having smoothed whatever feathers might have been ruffled and growing closer to the Maverick in the process. She sneers at the words on pristine white paper. "Ah. Yes. Good luck with that. Maybe the rest of the bottle will help." Winking, she steps out the door, lighter than when she'd entered and looking forward to when she sees him again.
[FIN]
Thalassa
let the rhythm of the water set your soul free.
