[SE] Singing in the rain

And I hope if everybody runs, you choose to stay

Cocking her head aside, Seren blew raindrops off her lips and smirked. "I can live with their pain," she said. "If it's really bad, I can always patch them up again, afterwards." Maybe it would be cathartic, to let out her troubles in such a chaotic fashion. That she usually flinched from drawing blood in spars was pushed back back back into the depths of her mind where she didn't have to look at it. It would be fine.

She snapped her own teeth playfully after Locke's hand on her cheek, and poked her tongue out at him. "Alright, if you're sure. Thank you, Locke, I would love to have it. Do you have it here, or...?" Seren looked him up and down. Supposedly it was a big bone? But either he had learned to hide things really well or the thing was stored somewhere else.

Umbra soon tired of their talks, and returned towards the puddle. Where he slunk into the water and swam about, the dragon looked like some miniature sea-monster in a miniature lake, causing waves to ripple and surge and slosh up onto grassy banks. White flowers grew like mimiature stars in the verdure; Seren eased over and began to pluck some here and there, braiding the stems together into a wreath.

"Come here," she beckoned to the jaguar man after a while, arching her finger in a 'come hither' fashion.

Seren