I have my freedom but I don't have much time
The wave of the Mer's hand has a few of the unicorns shying away nervously. One, a younger colt, cautiously edges forward, all perked ears and big adorable eyes.
"Yeah?" Morgen asks once he thinks he has the situation sized up. Resting one of his hands on the horn of his saddle, he smirks down at the mershark. "And just what'ya gonna do about it? Far as I know of your kind, you're stuck right there in that water. Can't do more than splishy-splash around."
And hell, if this mer was just gonna smack his gums around, the herd could get used to it. Already they were becoming more bold to his movements and the sound of his voice.
"Yeah?" Morgen asks once he thinks he has the situation sized up. Resting one of his hands on the horn of his saddle, he smirks down at the mershark. "And just what'ya gonna do about it? Far as I know of your kind, you're stuck right there in that water. Can't do more than splishy-splash around."
And hell, if this mer was just gonna smack his gums around, the herd could get used to it. Already they were becoming more bold to his movements and the sound of his voice.
