
With the press of his nose against her cheek she giggled, feeling a flood of warmth wash over her, she bent her head slightly as if trying to hide a blush from his view as she nuzzled into him a little more at the sound of her name. After a moment Makara raised his head to gaze upon the bright brilliant sky above them and questioned its purpose, whether they were sharing a dream, and she tipped her head to follow his gaze.
Perhaps.. Whatever it is... It's beautiful...Pasithea mused, her voice trailing off as he eyes glazed over with a soft hazy mist, her furs tinged with the colorations from above. The large man came to sit beside her and batted at the lily pads before them. The giant tables sitting on the surface of the water, the things large enough to hold the small wolf up, and she giggled at him.
I didn't know they got so large...Pasi commented, watching the man play like a cat with the green hands that spread across the liquid before them.
Perhaps... Perhaps this was meant for just us...The goddess thought out loud, her pale eyes blinking a few times as she smiled warmly upon the Dragon man.

"Goddess of Rest and Relaxation"
