[ did he exhale or mrr at her response? it didn’t matter, when when his tail giving a leisurely swirl behind him probably marked his return reaction. he’s down for more clothes off later. swaying his body away from the pile now, he shifts to face her.
his throat doesn’t diminish in color: the cracks beneath his scales look like fissured earth ready to erupt at a second’s notice. smoke rises from his nostrils and wisps through his fangs. ]
When I shift, it comes off. [ has she ever been around to witness it? in a dream, but— dreams were dreams. ] This husk is going to come off, too, when we’re done.
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his throat doesn’t diminish in color: the cracks beneath his scales look like fissured earth ready to erupt at a second’s notice. smoke rises from his nostrils and wisps through his fangs. ]
When I shift, it comes off. [ has she ever been around to witness it? in a dream, but— dreams were dreams. ] This husk is going to come off, too, when we’re done.
[ eventually, later. ]
If you get through this in one piece.
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