You're the expert on whales, not me! Jigano agreed with a grin for Jyoti. And you're definitely not grey. But I didn't think that whales were usually pink, either? Blue or grey or white or black or some combination... but pink? This was definitely outside what little he remembered from Khonnir Baine's collection of traveler's journals. He was going to have to do a lot more to seek out information than he had been so far in Torchline...
Or maybe Amalia could do it for the Loreseekers?
Amalia's half-shift was somewhat expected after Sunjata's similar display in the Stonesong, and Jigano grinned at her ease with her animal shifts and how unself-consciously she used them. Feeling a little uncharacteristically shy, he let his silver dragon scales ripple to the surface of his skin to repel the water, following his friend's lead. "A mer-otter? An ottermaid?" he teased her, wondering if he could turn his bottom half into his snake form, as she had done with her dolphin form.
He slid up to sit beside her, frowning at the clouds as he sent a pulse of agreement at the strangeness of it all--
The clouds seemed to begin dispersing at her command, and he straightened, eyes wide as he looked over to her, only to find her watching him. He shook his head slowly, raising a hand to touch his chest as he considered what he felt within. Healing and Earth, Creation and Fire, and the strange magic that had meshed with his Attuned nature... but there was nothing that spoke of the sky. "Not me. I don't have wind or water or lightning... if those could even affect weather so high up and far away from me," he admitted. "But it seemed to obey you...? Perhaps try and call the storm back together?"
Or maybe Amalia could do it for the Loreseekers?
Amalia's half-shift was somewhat expected after Sunjata's similar display in the Stonesong, and Jigano grinned at her ease with her animal shifts and how unself-consciously she used them. Feeling a little uncharacteristically shy, he let his silver dragon scales ripple to the surface of his skin to repel the water, following his friend's lead. "A mer-otter? An ottermaid?" he teased her, wondering if he could turn his bottom half into his snake form, as she had done with her dolphin form.
He slid up to sit beside her, frowning at the clouds as he sent a pulse of agreement at the strangeness of it all--
The clouds seemed to begin dispersing at her command, and he straightened, eyes wide as he looked over to her, only to find her watching him. He shook his head slowly, raising a hand to touch his chest as he considered what he felt within. Healing and Earth, Creation and Fire, and the strange magic that had meshed with his Attuned nature... but there was nothing that spoke of the sky. "Not me. I don't have wind or water or lightning... if those could even affect weather so high up and far away from me," he admitted. "But it seemed to obey you...? Perhaps try and call the storm back together?"
