the hag of the swamp

They must go on more adventures in the future, just to have something fun to look forward to. A few minutes had go by and his breathing rate went back to normal, though his grin would stay plastered upon his inky lips. His ears would twitch at her sarcasm 'haha' though he was sure he would do the same thing. He would glide along as smoothly as he could across the swamp, tripping up a few times in the process, until finally reaching a rather large rock to go up upon. He would attempt to climb up upon it, though it was with great difficulty. With three tries along the way. He would wipe a paw above his brow, as though to say 'phew' before sitting nicely upon it, looking down on the even more smaller looking Dione. He would presume normal height was inbetween Novaro's and the green nymph, though he couldn't be certain. " Dione you know nothing about being normal." He would snort, look at there appearance for example! or the fact they find it fun to go swimming in mud. " But yes, they where both giants, my mothers just a few inches smaller then me. It runs in the family. He would chuckle, it really did though his little sister was abnormally small for the family genetics. " Hey di, this is our first romantic date!"