Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191205184926/@comment-25828117-20191208153859

Dancer let her scratch the back of his head and he was once again clearly reminded that it was a living thing. Not just a pretty mythical picture but an animal of flesh and blood with some mass on it. She could feel muscles work underneath the feathers. A prelude to what it would eventually become once full grown.

Helian meanwhile took the time to get the strips of meat he had prepared for Dancer while his Redguard companion took over petting duties.

It turned its head to direct her hand where he wanted to be scratched this made it so that one of the big golden eyes looked right up into hers.