Moonspear written in the sand

hydra seemed hardly disturbed by his exit and entry, which was good, because he really didn't have the words to explain it. he watched her, curiously, that fuzzy feeling slowly beginning to creep up on him. it started at his toes, slowly working up to his chest. it was warm-- he felt warm. then, suddenly, hydra was on the move, lunging after something (terance missed that action, he was too focused on his own thoughts). she circled and rolled and then came crashing back to the ground and, suddenly, terance was right there with her. 

"graaasss..." he repeated slowly, sniffing up some dirt and wiggling his chest into it. he looked like he was flattening himself to the earth-- limbs pressed sloppily to the ground. then, he snorted-- pretty loudly-- "wait, hy, shit... i'm a rock," he announced, giggling at his own realization.