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Center of scholarly knowledge and shipwrighting, Zeltiva is a port city unlike any other in Mizahar. [Lore]
Ndale was surprised, gasping in alarm when the other plucked her up and set her down, following with her clothes shortly after. It took her a few moments not to see Lyam as a threat, his voice washing over her slowly. For a moment she looked just like a fish, her mouth opening and closing in shock before she relaxed once more.
“Looped is looped.”she acquiesced with a nod and began to put on her clothes slowly forgoing the little towel; it was never easy to dry as a human and too much effort was required. Her mind replaying the way he had dried himself. An odd way.“Why do you shake like that?”
Too make sure her understood Ndale shook herself, laughing all the while. She had not had fun like this since her last game of tag with a pair of Magpie. They were little cheaters. She waited but a few seconds for his reply before speaking again, her words almost overlapping his.
“I like the water.”
Her feet still lacked her shoes and dangled in the water, kicking it up in the air, delighting in way the different hues of gray shone. Some in colors she wasn’t familiar with even! She would have to make notes. Glancing around she noted it was rapidly changing hours of the day and she had yet to eat anything for a long while.
And as if echoing her thoughts her stomach rumbled loudly, sounding off like the water that slapped the docks. New goal in mind she stood abruptly, thrusting her hand out at Lyam and nearly smacking him and she would have connected if not for the fact that she was already turning away. She had been trying to give him a handshake but was otherwise now preoccupied. She always found it amusing how hunger did that, was entirely silent until you called on it.
Flapping her arm awkwardly she called out to the young man still standing where they had had been previously,“I am going to hunting-eating! Come to swim again!”
Lyam laughed when Ndale asked him about his way to dry himself. Knowing she was a Kelvic and that she had probably guessed he was too, Lyam decided not to say it obviously, to let her guess what his second form was. “Let’s say it an old habit I have…” he just answered with a wink. It was not a real indication, as almost all animals were actually shaken like that. But if she had still doubts about his Kelvic nature, she no longer would.
She slipped her clothes he had brought her and stood up again faster than ever. She made few steps away before Lyam, completely stomached by such a behaviour, then turned on her heel, remembering she had been with someone. “I am going to hunting-eating! Come to swim again!” she said.
Lyam put his hand over his own stomach and remarked that he began to be starving too. However, was it reasonable to remain with such a strange girl? Her behaviour was so unpredictable, she was like the bird on the… Lyam suddenly smiled. He had been thinking about the second form of Ndale until the beginning, never finding though through felines and little animals, but he was not looking in the right way! Ndale was a bird, it was almost certain. His curiosity trapped in the game, he could not leave her now. Even if he was not certain he was invited, he followed her and answered with a smile “Let’s catch some fishes!”
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They had played a lot in the water, looking for some food, and let’s say their games had more scared the little fishes than anything else. As a consequence, the meal composed with some fishes and shellfishes was delicious, but not very satisfying for Lyam’s wolf stomach. However, he remained polite and did not complain. When the end of the meal came, Lyam was about to ask directly Ndale what kind of bird she was but he shut up just in time; it was quite rude, and after all, he would rather guess alone. It would take more time and he would certainly have to meet her again, but it was certainly a better way. So he just stood up and smiled, thanked her for the unusual afternoon and went away the same way he had come toward her: silently.