NATE
The reply, the toothy grin aimed back at him, both have Nate casting his mind back, trying to summon the feeling of being the whale. It had been something, to say the least, but not something like this, not nearly comparable. Perhaps the water was simply too foreign to truly enjoy. This is better than the whale. Nate's answer comes nearly as quickly, his shoulder dipping to bump against Sunjata, a knowing tease.
A pink tongue slips out from between his teeth as Nate works to quiet his own purring, following the trail of the ramphires almost as easily as the other man, a tugging trail of scent pulling at him, his instincts as easily as a physical touch. The creature come into to view sooner than he expects, and eh follow the lead of the true attuned, sinking down and looking over the herd with a newly critical eye, trying to lean into the senses of his shape.
Ready? The question comes a moment before Nate darts forwards, tail swishing as he leaps through the underbrush, claws outstretched to reach for a ramphire that has wandered just a step too far from the rest, close enough to them to be easy pickings.
A pink tongue slips out from between his teeth as Nate works to quiet his own purring, following the trail of the ramphires almost as easily as the other man, a tugging trail of scent pulling at him, his instincts as easily as a physical touch. The creature come into to view sooner than he expects, and eh follow the lead of the true attuned, sinking down and looking over the herd with a newly critical eye, trying to lean into the senses of his shape.
Ready? The question comes a moment before Nate darts forwards, tail swishing as he leaps through the underbrush, claws outstretched to reach for a ramphire that has wandered just a step too far from the rest, close enough to them to be easy pickings.
Let’s admit, without apology,
what we do to each other
what we do to each other
