Cassiopeia Claire Alistair
Location: Shopping – Chicago, IL
Skills: Fit
Cassiopeia narrowed her eyes playfully at Nic's tone. She shook her head, falling a little more in love with him even though he was pouting. She ran her hands over his collar and shirt again, an excuse to keep her hands busy but also to touch him.
"I'd try the pants at least. Each style will fit a little differently. When we go for suits, I'll definitely have to see each one. But yes, you'll get a kiss every time." She looked up at Nic, her smile soft.
"Thank you for shopping with me." It may not be his idea of a good time, but Cassi was enjoying the bonding as well as the excuse of seeing him dressed up.
Caden
Location: Caden&Nero's House – Chicago, IL
Skills: Shapeshifting
Fit
"Our land," Caden gently corrected.
"And you are free to roam it whenever you desire. With the wolves gone, there should be no supernatural creature crossing in. Once I figure out how the wardening weakened, I will reinforce it, so you will be safe to roam."Caden chuckled as they neared the creek.
"I am unaware of any secret gardens, but I do believe Cassi said there were pixies on the land, so perhaps they've found a place to make their own." Caden relaxed his hold on Nero and knelt down to make it easier for Nero to slid off their back. Caden remained kneeling and once Nero had let go, he tapped into his power right away.
The purple lines showed along the ground once more, but there was one that was slightly darker. It was dim and cloudy, clearly looking sickly. Caden reached out to touch it and hissed unhappily.
"Something tried to forcibly break it," he said out loud, keeping Nero informed. His voice had taken on that ancient tone once more. Caden's face shifted slightly, taking on more of a reptilian look as the dragon came forth, wanting to do their own inspection. Red scales shimmered across Caden's face, reflecting the light and the green grass underneath. His dragon took a deep breath in, holding the scents in before releasing its breath through their widened nostrils.
The scent was foreign, unknown, but it was ancient and had a distinct smell. Caden would know this smell again if he came across it. With the preliminary investigation done, Caden dove into the wellspring of power he contained and reinforced the wards once more. Slowly, the darkened lines brightened as the decay was driven out. The air seemed to shimmer and vibrate while Caden worked. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end from the power expelled, but just as quickly as it came it faded.
Caden stood, examining the lines that still showed before he released them. His features shifted back to his usual dark complexion, with sharp lines and brooding eyes. His eyes still glowed a brilliant purple, slices of blue and green intersecting here and there as it settled.
"Whatever it was, it was old. Older than I, and something the dragon has never come across." Caden looked over at Nero. He stepped closer to them, slipping his hand into theirs.
"Once we are bonded, I'll share the scent and the images with you. Perhaps you have come across it."
