Ignis smiled up at Deni warmly, resting her head on his chest as they slowly whirled around the bar. Her claws trailed against his chest gently, preening at his scales through his shirt.
"Another time, then," she agreed easily. "I am a bit dizzy."
A giggle escaped the rust feathered woman's lips as the velen recounted his childhood dance lessons. "It's no surprise you were a handful even back then," she teased just loud enough for him to hear.
His next suggestion brought a rosy color to her cheeks. "Oh my, Mr. Perifide," Ignis replied in faux surprise, "are you suggesting we sneak away from this lovely gathering for a private party of our own?"
Elsewhere, Amicus tired of Aelflead and Keydis' awkward dancing and clambered down to the floor. The leafy woodland spirit slipped between the legs of drunken dancers and hopped out of the way of stray kicks and feet coming down. The large mons infans found his way out of the crowd and to Aeria's side, tugging briefly at her pants before climbing up and perching on the spurrii's shoulder.
He rustled in greeting before settling in, branchy fingers curling into her clothes to secure his position.
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"Another time, then," she agreed easily. "I am a bit dizzy."
A giggle escaped the rust feathered woman's lips as the velen recounted his childhood dance lessons. "It's no surprise you were a handful even back then," she teased just loud enough for him to hear.
His next suggestion brought a rosy color to her cheeks. "Oh my, Mr. Perifide," Ignis replied in faux surprise, "are you suggesting we sneak away from this lovely gathering for a private party of our own?"
Elsewhere, Amicus tired of Aelflead and Keydis' awkward dancing and clambered down to the floor. The leafy woodland spirit slipped between the legs of drunken dancers and hopped out of the way of stray kicks and feet coming down. The large mons infans found his way out of the crowd and to Aeria's side, tugging briefly at her pants before climbing up and perching on the spurrii's shoulder.
He rustled in greeting before settling in, branchy fingers curling into her clothes to secure his position.
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