[center][h2]Thalassa[/h2][/center]

[@Legion02][b]"[Color=pink]This is my secret hiding place[/color]"[/b] she whispered softly, letting a relieved breath escape her when the blade was taken out of her place. She slowly glanced over her shoulder, to where Splatter was curled up asleep. [b]"[color=Pink]Do not wake him[/color]"[/b] she pleaded softly, turning her kind eyes back to the sharp gaze of the Prince. She did not know who he was. But through his gaze she knew he was important. Someone to be respected. Someone to listen to. He would probably demand to leave. She, having never disobeyed an order in her life, would listen. Only, he would have to hold his breath for quite some time. She did not have the ability to create an air bubble like a Humacampus could. Her tail curled close to her, feeling dry and leathery from having been out of the water so long. Her skin felt odd as well, cracking and old nearly. She wished to dive into the water. To satisfy the Itching dryness consuming her. It was clear being so dry was bugging her. Even to the eyes of a simple human.