𝑫𝑨𝑾𝑵 - 𝑭𝑳𝑨𝑽𝑶𝑹𝑬𝑫 . accepting. how long are they are going to dance like this? elle, standing in familiar circumstance, and a being, demigod, he can barely understand except the concept of war. they both served, that's for certain. what he learned fron gaius he feels it's not enough to fully speak out. yet. and the snakes. their constant companion of messmer. green eyes steady, surprisingly non-malicious. he's never seen them as large nor sentient. it's enough to get anyone's heart racing a little.

as if sensing it, one of the snakes slide over his shoulder, curling around the back of his neck and downward, just as @shornlight circles behind him. elle stiffens, feeling his own muscles constrict. the elf stifles the curiousity to reach out enough to feel the scales beneath his fingertips. how would messmer react .. with the snake's added weight, elle shifts his footing, reaching out anyway to the cool red scales.