[Wiska]:<br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">*On Valspan's comment of 'internal taste' Wiska took a step back*, "Now hang on, you might've given me a peek into the spirit world but that doesn't mean you get to stick yer' ticklers in me...", *the fish was blushing but Spectra could tell she would get hostile quickly if Valspan pressed the point. Seems Wiska prefered her privacy more than Thava.*<br/><br/>*The mention of an underwater City got Wiska's attention though. When sleeping she would sometimes glimpse images of such a place, especially when Seydon was sleeping in her belly*, "it's okay big boy, no one's going to force you to talk about it."<br/>*She moved to hold Seydon's hand*, "C'mon, let's go find somewhere with less folk", *of course she was simply focused on some alone time with the shark boy, but part of her was hoping he'd tell her a little bit about this underwater city.*</div></div></div><br/>[Thava]:<br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">*The twin headed flower dragoness just seemed to slip out from the shadows around Spectras body*, "Mm-MM I smell somethin Sprucy...or maybe more Cedar?", *Thava's body had thickened to the point where she was beginning to resemble Yggdrasil in curvature...and once she pulled her bulk up from the shadows, revealed a ten ft tall body, as opposed to her previous six ft stature, and the scales of her body had turned a bleach white rather than their deep red hue. Her flowers and hair though, remained red and rosy. Her belly was well plumped as well, now more Wiska's shape, though scaled up to Thava's new size.*<br/><br/>*The growing Dragoness dropped onto her all-fours making her curvature bounce quite a bit as she approached the group low, due to her size she could still look everyone in the eye but that hefty curvature framed her form well her rump towering behind her. Thava's form was draped in red robes, without the armor.* "You...", *shed state in a harmonious and lustful double growl both heads locked on Velspan's form*, "I am Thava, though I believe a change of name will be necessary soon, I'm going through a bit of a metamorphosis you see", *The big heavy dragoness walked right up and wrapped herself around Valspan, practically demanding his attention, her two necks wrapping around his trunks so she could look him in all four eyes, her visage swallowing all of Valspans vision*, "What do you think of 'my' flavor then?", *she'd state, her own vines entangling with his own and being a Hana, were equally as invasive.*<br/><br/>"We hana are meat eaters you know, I'd be all too happy to hunt for a big tough hunk-a-hunk-a like you, it wasn't all too long ago I remember nearly dining on a ship smorgasbord full of Hakaam lovelies." *Thavas tail claw rather gleefully twisted around one of Valspan's roots while she wiggled about in his grip.*</div></div></div><br/>(PS: The technique Valspan was using on the wood is called Whittling, it's kind of like peeling a potato, but with wood, it's usually done with a short firm knife or dagger but with Valspan's size and the fact that Hana weapons are designed to split bone armor, its entirely possible to use them like this given enough force is applied.)