Arrow Lake Sorry if it's hard to catch my vibe

it occurred belatedly to mahler that he might ask takiyok her thoughts upon ketzia. while he did not believe she would hate the new little ones for their existence, the shadowpriest found it unlikely that she would see them as half-siblings to her own brood. he himself would talk with the sylph, instruct her to keep her pups from takiyok's way until the tension between the winterwhite and stigmata was subdued.
but it was not to be, for in the next moment she was upon her feet, her powerful frame holding his complete attention as she turned the laziness of the warm afternoon into an opportunity. amused, he pursued her into the shallows, welcoming the splash of the cool liquid along his legs and flanks.
lowering himself, mahler regarded takiyok with faux solemnity before he lunged through the lake at her, hoping to bowl her deeper while avoiding any trick beneath the water she might employ.