full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun, after getting used to Zhanshi's presence in the potter's life, had decided to show his companion where the actual sharks lived. So the Ascended had headed towards the Ahi Coast, baby landshark in tow. There was a spring in Amun's step that hadn't been seen in a long time.
As he approached the water, he gestured for Zhanshi to try it out. "Go on then, don't be scared." Warily, the companion approached the lapping ocean. As soon as he touched the sea, though, he recoiled. Though sharks couldn't make sounds, the potter could sense Zhanshi's displeasure through the bond.
Of course, it was pretty obvious from the way the landshark made a beeline right for the Ascended's heels and nipped at them, though not hard enough to draw fluid. Chuckling, Amun knelt and rubbed a hand over his companion's sandpaper rough skin. "Alright, alright, we can go."
Before they could leave, though, a figure caught the potter's eye. Frowning, he headed towards it. When he stumbled upon a young woman with a fishy tail, he frowned. "You alright?" Zhanshi circled his legs, always in motion, and a predatory wariness filled their link. Ignoring the vague feeling that the woman looked like prey to the landshark, the potter just gave her a concerned look.
As he approached the water, he gestured for Zhanshi to try it out. "Go on then, don't be scared." Warily, the companion approached the lapping ocean. As soon as he touched the sea, though, he recoiled. Though sharks couldn't make sounds, the potter could sense Zhanshi's displeasure through the bond.
Of course, it was pretty obvious from the way the landshark made a beeline right for the Ascended's heels and nipped at them, though not hard enough to draw fluid. Chuckling, Amun knelt and rubbed a hand over his companion's sandpaper rough skin. "Alright, alright, we can go."
Before they could leave, though, a figure caught the potter's eye. Frowning, he headed towards it. When he stumbled upon a young woman with a fishy tail, he frowned. "You alright?" Zhanshi circled his legs, always in motion, and a predatory wariness filled their link. Ignoring the vague feeling that the woman looked like prey to the landshark, the potter just gave her a concerned look.
amun
