Rune shivered and moaned. He somehow felt older, even though he knew he would never age. He slowly pulled out of her slowly so that he could flop down beside her to gather himself. He was aware of a difference, but perhaps that was because he was aware what had passed over the climax. He looked over at Alyth and smiled, at least she seemed to have enjoyed herself. He frowned and stared at his hair that was fanned out on the pillow. Something was odd…. He reached over and picked up a few strands of hair, there weren’t many, just enough to make a noticeable line like an indenture in his hair. Anyone else would not have noticed with as fair a head that he had, but Rune knew his own hair. And within the platinum locks he had found a pure white streak, completely devoid of colour.<br/>“Hmm… that’s interesting” He smiled and let it go and then looked at Alyth with a grin. “Looks like you ca age me after all, or the next best thing.” he laughed and leant over to kiss her, showing that he didn’t give two hoots about a single white streak.