there exists a tipping point between gods and monsters
With his tail lazily lashing in the Whispershore (read: making massive waves due to his size) and his belly and snout pressed into the snow, Phoebe can't see how smug Ronin looks right now. But she'll absolutely be able to feel it. Have you considered shifting back into something that doesn't have a horn? he asks, as if it's the rarest idea in the world. Either that or I could give you a pull, but I don't know how much you'd like that. Lots of teeth. Probably not very much.
Sitting up a bit, Ronin shifts on the riverbank as Sugar continues to build up the block of ice behind him, mingling it with the precious gems they've found. Not very long, only since Leafchange. Since when could you be a unicorn? Oh - hey! Do you want to help me with something? I'm making a present for Remi. Clearly the scaring her half to death has gone over his head.
Sitting up a bit, Ronin shifts on the riverbank as Sugar continues to build up the block of ice behind him, mingling it with the precious gems they've found. Not very long, only since Leafchange. Since when could you be a unicorn? Oh - hey! Do you want to help me with something? I'm making a present for Remi. Clearly the scaring her half to death has gone over his head.
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