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Date Posted: 12/16/07 11:39am
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Dane
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Bree 's message, "inside" on 12/16/07 11:17am

(He couldn't help the way he smiled as she protested being tired. It was just kinda.. cute. Nonetheless, she had climbed into bed and was already reclining as he had hoped she would, so he didn't really argue with her about it, he just let her protest as she got settled. It was good for her to rest, her body was very busy all the time feeding and caring for the whelps she was carrying. He had long since given up on asking her not to use her magyck since it could tire her out further, but at least she was taking longer and more frequent naps to make up for it.) Alright, I willnae be long. (He kissed her forehead, then got up and headed into the bathroom. Soon the water was running, steam was billowing out from under the door and the sound of a rumbly male voice started to carry out as Dane started to happily sing an old dragon song in his native tongue. There were no discernable words, and to anyone else it would have sounded like rather odd growling, but to Bree it would be a dragon's song. As he cleaned himself up from the day's work, he sang to himself and let his fire toy in the water around him. He was just happy to be back in his own body again, and was letting himself go a little bit. Several minutes later, he came out of the shower, took the time to shave and then came out of the bathroom. A pair of sweats appeared on his lean form as he crossed to the hearth and double checked it, adding his own fire to the mix so that it grew and crackled merrily. When he came to the bed, he looked like any normal man preparing for sleep, save for the dragonish slits that were his pupils, and the way his blue eyes glowed like lanterns in the dim. he made a little sound of annoyance at the cold as he slipped in between the covers beside his mate.) Tis a good thing I am a fire dragon, with this castle being so drafty. (He grumbled, and slid over beside her. He closed his eyes for a moment and his body started to heat, so that steam came from his nostrils and when he opened his eyes again the red was just fading from them.) Much better. (He said softly to her, gathering her into his body. He had let his fire loose inside his own body and heated himself from the inside out, so that he could warm her as well.)

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