[Add sits in front of Ain and looks over at where Wolfwood has been kindof standing there, watching, and orders:]
Since I'll be doing the hard work, you start cooking an hour before sundown. He'll wake back up by then.
[Wolfwood's gaze narrows, sparks flaring near his teeth.]
Yeah, okay. If you cooked, it'd taste like fucking ass and you know it.
So you won't have any reason to complain when you do it later, will you?
[What...are they talking about. Cooking?
Well, Ain won't get much of a chance to react, because out of nowhere there's a flash of purple light that jumps and coils around Add's form, racing from his horns down his spine as it seems to envelop him as he shrinks, and just as quickly as there was a dragon sitting in front of him, there's a Man sitting there instead. Despite his penchant for not doing this, how else did Ain think he'd get stitched? Did he think a dragon was going to do it with its teeth and claws?
Add's human form is bulky and pale, with striking white hair that fits with the white fur that goes down his spine in his dragon form. The markings on his face, chest, and arms match as well, along with the purple scales that dot his frame as he crosses his legs beneath him, pulling the books close with one hand as he reaches for a different bag with the aforementioned herbs with the other, pulling them out and crushing them into a bowl.
Also, he's completely naked. He doesn't seem to care, he's sitting there with his sheath and balls out while he mixes up this medicine for Ain to drink while Wolfwood goes back to his nest to sulk.]
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Date: 2025-06-19 01:18 am (UTC)[Add sits in front of Ain and looks over at where Wolfwood has been kindof standing there, watching, and orders:]
Since I'll be doing the hard work, you start cooking an hour before sundown. He'll wake back up by then.
[Wolfwood's gaze narrows, sparks flaring near his teeth.]
Yeah, okay. If you cooked, it'd taste like fucking ass and you know it.
So you won't have any reason to complain when you do it later, will you?
[What...are they talking about. Cooking?
Well, Ain won't get much of a chance to react, because out of nowhere there's a flash of purple light that jumps and coils around Add's form, racing from his horns down his spine as it seems to envelop him as he shrinks, and just as quickly as there was a dragon sitting in front of him, there's a Man sitting there instead. Despite his penchant for not doing this, how else did Ain think he'd get stitched? Did he think a dragon was going to do it with its teeth and claws?
Add's human form is bulky and pale, with striking white hair that fits with the white fur that goes down his spine in his dragon form. The markings on his face, chest, and arms match as well, along with the purple scales that dot his frame as he crosses his legs beneath him, pulling the books close with one hand as he reaches for a different bag with the aforementioned herbs with the other, pulling them out and crushing them into a bowl.
Also, he's completely naked. He doesn't seem to care, he's sitting there with his sheath and balls out while he mixes up this medicine for Ain to drink while Wolfwood goes back to his nest to sulk.]