( Whether it be stretched out across the hedges, gazebos, flowers, orchids, or pond, Hwylryn, at this particular juncture, is sprawled out in dragon form, sunning himself and happily munching on fruit that he lazily floats over to himself.
He catches Ish's gaze when he glances over, having a particular instinct for these things, and he stretches and half exposes his tummy, like he's inviting Ish to come curl up with him in the sun. His jaw flexes coyly, flirtatiously, teeth bright and sharp in the sun, but maybe it's just coincidence he does that, given the topic.
But Ish is on the job (probably), so he'll let Ish off with a warm brush of sea breeze against his cheeks before closing his eyes in the sun again. )
no subject
He catches Ish's gaze when he glances over, having a particular instinct for these things, and he stretches and half exposes his tummy, like he's inviting Ish to come curl up with him in the sun. His jaw flexes coyly, flirtatiously, teeth bright and sharp in the sun, but maybe it's just coincidence he does that, given the topic.
But Ish is on the job (probably), so he'll let Ish off with a warm brush of sea breeze against his cheeks before closing his eyes in the sun again. )