Sevan's blue and mercury eyes narrowed as the water pulled at her paws again. She wasn't sure what she was looking for. Fog was around, and, after a few moments, the chocolate brown female waded deeper into the water. The darker brown markings, that looked almost like stripes, became darker as her giant paws went through the water. She began to swim, and, after a while, her breathing became heavy. Her limbs were tired, but it wasn't all that bad. As she swam, she spotted a large black shape. Her paws moving through the water quickly, she struggled to get to the island. She managed to, after a few moments more, and collapsed on the sand. It took a few moments for her to get her breath back, and when she did, she rose unsteadily. Blinking water out of her eyes, she finally noticed the giant volcano in the middle. Sevan wasn't too excited for the journey back. She didn't even know which way she had came from. Had she shifted courses along the way? With a low, irritable growl, the chocolate brown female sat down and closed her blue and mercury eyes. Maybe someone would come along. Someone who knew the way back. "Ha! As if...." She snorted to herself quietly. "Speech"

i wanna break you i wanna feel you in my bones

there he was, wading in the gentle laps of the ocean's waves; sitting as still as a finely crafted statue made of soot and ash. brilliant cobalt and pearl flashed with the spark of light on each lax wave, giving a sense of wonder to the gems within his eyesockets. feirna, the new name given to his slowly decaying coat (he'd grown tired of the last one), lay loyally upon the island's bossom. he dared not look back at her, as the affects of the magic shroom began to kick in. he'd taken care not to take a strong one, but even so small eels began to sing under the surface of the water. they sang a ballard, of a beautiful woman being carried toward him.



and as they told it, she appeared. drenched, but nonteless appealing. she was the color of lightly sweetened coffee, perhaps just as sweet and bitter as it too. he would not move his lithe and lanky body, outlined by the ridges of his ribs, but instead simply turned his chin toward her. "as if?" his lyrics, so deep yet chiming and inviting, slipped past a revealing smirk. "speak what you wish; and the gods will deliver, my love."

i wanna taste you i wanna skkn you with my tongue

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