FoxWriter
Cluster
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
- Location
- in the realm of lust and seduction
Draco smirked a little and shook his head a little. "there's no point in being Jealous over Akudama and Damia." he teased smiling at him. "it's a great honor for them to like you." he admitted with a shake of his head. "now if Belladonna where to kiss you on the cheek you'd probobly be punished." he admitted smiling as he closed his eyes as well, then he was asleep, breathing softly as the Damia smiled and brushed a kiss over Draco's forehead before she and the Akudama went back into their tree to let Draco sleep.
Harry chuckled a little and nodded as he watched the Wolf twins, his head tilted a little. "well you'll have to wait until they wake up, or change back, i don't know if they can speak in that form or not." he admitted. "just be careful approaching them, if they hiss at you it's best just to back away." Harry admitted grinning a little. "they've warned us that if they ever have to transform in front of us, that the transformation is traumatic and it takes them a while to distinguish friend from foe." he admitted simply, snickering a little. "your both drooling." he stated simply, watching as one of the swans shifted and seamed to wake up, looking around before starting to groom it's own messed feathers, plucking out feather after feather as it groomed itself.
Harry chuckled a little and nodded as he watched the Wolf twins, his head tilted a little. "well you'll have to wait until they wake up, or change back, i don't know if they can speak in that form or not." he admitted. "just be careful approaching them, if they hiss at you it's best just to back away." Harry admitted grinning a little. "they've warned us that if they ever have to transform in front of us, that the transformation is traumatic and it takes them a while to distinguish friend from foe." he admitted simply, snickering a little. "your both drooling." he stated simply, watching as one of the swans shifted and seamed to wake up, looking around before starting to groom it's own messed feathers, plucking out feather after feather as it groomed itself.