Skellig has to blink the dust from his eyes that the shift kicks up off the road, and when he looks back up at her, he is quiet as he takes in the sight of her before him.
She is big. Powerful.
One corner of his mouth lifts into a smile, as he sees her talons. (He may or may not be picturing one of THOSE going through a bandit's chest, but he'll never admit it if he is.) He steps slightly to the side, to get a better look at the nearest scale that covers one of her toes, and then cranes his neck a bit to look up, look into her eyes.
"You are magnificent, Kreyu!"
They are the most perfect, most beautiful shade of violet he has ever seen.
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Date: 2024-03-29 10:55 pm (UTC)She is big. Powerful.
One corner of his mouth lifts into a smile, as he sees her talons. (He may or may not be picturing one of THOSE going through a bandit's chest, but he'll never admit it if he is.) He steps slightly to the side, to get a better look at the nearest scale that covers one of her toes, and then cranes his neck a bit to look up, look into her eyes.
"You are magnificent, Kreyu!"
They are the most perfect, most beautiful shade of violet he has ever seen.