Moonspear BWP5—siren

It was less that and more of Hydra's sharp attention; any other might not have cared to listen and be as in tune to every-little-thing than Hydra herself ever was. And she cared for Dragomir a great deal; she did not want to see him come to harm, even if it was because of his own recklessness alongside her. She was no healer; Hydra did not know where Lyra was this second, either, for her to assist him in respirating normally prior to their descent. It was but a taste of what the feeling was, this day; in time there would be more. 

Her gaze shifted to him as he spoke his apology, and Hydra hummed: I forgive you, so long as you do not do so again, she expressed, gentle enough in her admonishment; that was what sorry meant, after all, and she wanted it to be clear. Hydra did not want him to hurt himself; now, she hoped that he might be more careful. To soothe, she drawled, It is easy to think it is not a difficult thing to accomplish, given that there was no line that said, "here is where things will get difficult to breathe... and here is where pressure will increase", but to do too much, too soon, you can hurt yourself. She gazed to him to check and see that he understood.

So as to blow off some steam, Hydra moved to nip his shoulders playfully (with no real aim or punch behind the gesture that was entirely harmless). It seemed he had caught his breath, and Hydra quipped, catch me, if you can. Her bright eyes flashed as she drove forward, hoping to entice him in a bout of play... brief and to build more endurance. 

Okay sounds goooood!! Maybe this could be a fader?! Or you can fade with your post! <3