fun when you least expect it

Blue stained limbs would carry him away from his pack for a while, feeling the need to stroll under the opening light of the sun. The weak golden rays would shine down on him, though barely any warmth would absorb through his oceanic fur. Dione seemed to have settled in nicely into Imperium, but Novaro tended to venture away, still not used to having a permanent place to stay. Though he would only wonder during the day, often meeting up with her mid evening or when the moons at its highest point. He would venture up close by the lake, pacing fast towards it. He often came here, liking the rather quiet vibe it gives. A sigh would slip ebony lips, before sitting down at the side, red gaze staring down to his reflection. mud still nestled within his fur from the day at the swamp, he found it rather difficult to get rid of it all so quickly, and well- he wasn't so keen on letting others clean it out for him. He liked his space, and the only exception was when the green nymph decided to bash into him or be in close proximities, his feelings where strong for her, and he couldn't imagine being with another... could he? the thought would vanish his mind, not many women could compare to his green nymph.