Gilded Bay your body in electric blue

koi baat nahin, he said warmly, accepting her thanks with a bow of his head. the gratitude wasn't necessary, but it did make him feel a little better inside, for what that was worth. i suppose i'll leave you to your lovely day. but if you need a place to stay, find the palm trees, he informed her, wagging his tail behind him.

he hoped she'd come, eventually. perhaps he could draw the mortal out of the storm goddess--for the girl that rolled on the beach was not some deity. no, her charm rested in her flaws, and he hoped that she would one day know that as truth.

phir milenge, dhumela, govinda promised, shooting her a smile before wheeling and taking off at a powerful trot, tiny clouds of sand kicking up behind him.