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yael
What is most distressing to the Seer is Aly’s companion, and his sad, soft hoot to stallion’s own bonded. More than the Queen’s empty eyes and distant despair, does this small tribute break her heart.
Despite this being ‘Kaos’s’ Marsh, Zani does not like the proximity of the murky, brackish water. That, and he is too small to do anything to really help. Yael, on the other hand can. She sends the kitten an image of her silver-white dragon form and the serval jumps from his perch between her shoulder blades, finding a semi-dry log to sit on. This is boring to him. He’d rather be off chasing bugs and hunting frogs, but nooooo they’re here instead. Extending his long, youthful legs in front of him, just to show his displeasure at their outing being interrupted, he starts sharpening his claws on the log. There. That will show them.
She can feel her heart-and-soul’s petulant irritation, but the Akhal woman pushes it away, prefacing her impending shift with a few words to Aly. “I xaf somet’ing zat might xelp…” And then she reaches for her magic, calling the image of her other self to her mind, feeling her skeleton shift and change - from a delicate, dainty mare to a still small, but far more muscular dragon.
With a look of disdain towards the briny, stagnant water, Yael takes a few steps, lifting her head high to avoid as much of the bracken and black muck as possible. Now she sees the cuts, the degree of emaciation, and the slime that coat his skin. He’s lost a lot of weight, and that, combined with the water, helps Yael nudge him back towards fully dry land. Talons dig into sucking mud, with she tries to push with her shoulders, the palms of her hands, anything to move the stallion towards fully on to the ground. It comes in sudden bursts - perhaps half his abdomen at first, then another two ribs’ worth, the rest, until dragon-Yael half-crawls out of the water and leans her whole bulk into his spotted ass, shoving as hard as she can to finish the job.
Hopefully it works, because even though he’s starved, he’s a big guy - and even though she is now a powerful creature, she is still just a little dragon. A dragon covered in muck.
trust your heart if the seas catch fire
live by love, though the stars walk backwards
@Lena
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