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[Grimm]

Forgein the word that bypassed lips adorned in gentle warmth, simmering beneath risen skin replica arising in widened mirror, aching the mouth that stretched back along small peaks. Barrier of language a factor child had grown accustomed to, traversed until in stride may such occurrence be taken and he bore no worry place of malice was drawn such quiet uttering. Away fell his tentative grin, however, realisation slow arising within sluggish thoughts, shifting cranium until pronounced angle he addressed other at.

"Look different." Spoken to Bai Shi, though addressal informal and seemed more based on stating mere fact over direct informance of the identity the shapeshifter held. The signs were there, present in voice a hushed rumble imbued with something, a presence heavy and yet pleasant, comfort as much as home had become, scent alike unchanged and different from the child beside. Again arising his joy in unabashed grin, into a squeak voice devolving as it had not for some time. "Bai!"

Interrupted any further remarks he may have made as once more cub spoke, insistent on throwing out various queries. Innocent each, a simple proclivity most children are prone to, reaction rather unnecessary. Further raised his fur until he seemed incapable of being called a kitten, more a ball of fluff with an angry expression, prior joy replaced with rather childish annoyance. "Not small. You too big."

Never overly far, brief lull filled by requested, beckons supposedly enough to call him forth. Dark grew eyes of sea foam as upon Rhine did he focus, weary beneath it all, tragedy after tragedy piling up with cruel demands, from him carved a little more. Forgone any worry of punishment at his presence and towards the feline did Foam tread, between his legs threading with a broken purr resonating in his throat, finally stopping with cheek pressed to Rhine's leg. Too large and imposing the words Bai Shi spoke, understanding undermined by what little experience he had garnered from his time present on the shore, enough caught once more ignited his worry. At the least held was his tongue on the matter, of what use the few words he may string together that could not properly announce his thoughts towards the matter as a whole, claws scraping against rotten wood all that made apparent his feelings.

Again distracted, the opening of wings adorned in clinging down, new quills but beginning to emerge among the fuzz. At war the wonder and terror that filled his chest, strained the sound that slipped past unknowingly open lips. "Wow." He knew of such appendages, different each from the more developed Nine bore to the feathered lining on her arms that allowed Drift to perform such action, even the triple tail Quasar boasted. Yet it was the admittance acquiring his own had no occurred from the beginning that left Foam opening gaping at Nine, heavy head now alive with new thoughts, wishes that may not be fulfilled but he would play with all the same.

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I think I’m not quite ready to let you circle the drain. all the things we’ve broken can be puzzled together again, all your sums and your pieces are enough to clean up all the messes you’ve made

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