<span style="color: #8000ff">“</span><span style="color: #a64dff">The shoes don’t hurt but they still feel constricting, keep in mind my people walk barefoot almost everywhere and we enjoy the feeling of the earth under our feet.”</span>Rayne slowly wrapped her arm around Isabell but was still too embarrassed to look down at her.<span style="color: #a64dff"> “That… your pool looks nice. I’ll see about getting a swimsuit sometime… Maybe you can take me to a tailor and pick one out for me? I would be happy to repay you by inviting you over to hear me practice my songs.”</span><br/><br/>Delithia smiled weakly and slowly raised her hand to touch Order’s cheek.<span style="color: #0000ff">“I’m glad. I’m warm and comfortable… and you’re the first face I saw… so I thought…”</span>She shook her head and smiled.<span style="color: #0000ff">“I’m happy to see you again. I would like that.”</span>Syncilla left the room as quietly as she entered to leave Order and Delithia to their time.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8000ff">“Possibly, though if I got it on you it wouldn’t be as a sign of dominance or submission. You don’t like your horns touched so our wedding band has to go somewhere on you.” </span>She nodded and grinned.<span style="color: #8000ff"> “I kept going until after she passed out and the toy broke, it made me fall over and lose my balance. After that I was so wound up Ana never had a chance, not that she would want it any other way.”</span>She nodded and turned around to press her back against Ashia’s chest while she inspected the color changing whelp in her hand.<span style="color: #8000ff"> “Little chameleon cat. You need to knock up more dragonlings, I love watching these hatchlings run around.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>