a weathering eye is cast towards the horizon, away from the lake. the seadragon is contemplative; considering. having a companion, even for some of the time might be nice. a flick of his ear is given, a soft breath filling his lungs, the chill lingering before he lets it out in a slow exhale. i will explore with you for a bit, he agrees after a prolonged moment of contemplative silence.

lead the way. he offers with a gesture of his muzzle.

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Skill: Ranger[3/5]

i think i'll put up a new one of siru searching for runes if you're interested in joining? i can tag you :>

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Siru nodded curtly in response. She sauntered towards the treeline of woodlands just up north—she could smell salt touch the air. There was a coast nearby. Her tail whisked against her hocks in a gesture welcoming the sire as he followed her steps.

For a fleeting moment, she paused. Her head turned towards Dracarys. You had mentioned secrets, she remarked. I'm curious. She slowed her pace to walk alongside him rather than a few paces ahead. She took meticulous strides, though her gaze was fixed on her companion rather than the world up ahead.