Dice Our Shenanigans

[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

"Yes, Isa~ Though I'm tempted with Bread Roll~" Moss joked. "But what does . . . Pontia Espeho mean?" he repeated slowly to try and get the pronunciation right.

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That night Moss accepted the flowers, leaping again on Isa and hug-kissing him, red. "This is my first bouquet!" he grinned, and placed them in a clay jug on top of their dining table.

As they cooked, Moss gentlemanly, yet teasingly brushed his hand across his before helping him cut, whispering too closely into his hear how to do it, and holding the pan together, though he did cover his arm with his against the stingy oil. Isa's lingering kisses were received with an affectionate yes-I-know-what-you're-doing smile from Moss.

In bed Moss laughed as Isa tackled him, hugging him and ferociously snuggling tight, smelling his scent, as he was being snuggled under Isa's chin.

He was surprised when Isa's touches became slow and calculating, wordlessly asking, and Moss bared to him the places that made his body sing. Ahh~ All he could feel, all he could see, all he could smell was Isa, and he let himself be blanketed by his love, losing all sense of time and where he was~

His eyes fluttered open after Isa whispered the last line, suddenly realizing what he was asking.

Moss jaw dropped, blinking too much. He was totally caught off guard. He cupped Isa's cheek, "Isa." he searched his eyes. He couldn't believe this, "Are you sure?" Moss was so honestly concerned, honestly afraid to ruin something, honestly just taken by the sudden surprise.

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Isa chuckled. Of course he’d like bread roll. Hahah. “It means mirror bridge in Meir.” He took a deep breathe. “Just like how the ocean reflects the southern lights and the southern lights mimic the ocean’s currents.”

”Ah, but if that’s too much, then we can stick with bread roll~” Isa grinned, waving his hands casually.

———

Nuzzling his cheek into Moss’ hand, Isa closed his eyes as he listened to the merman’s worry. He smiled warmly. Then he opened his eyes, half-lidded as he gazed at his lovely teals. He caaaaaan’t-

He nipped Moss’ fingers, lightly teasing the tips before leaning forward to deep kiss him. Catching his lips over and over whenever he tried to speak. As if he is trying to eat the merman’s worry away. “Yes.” He muttered coyly. “I’m sure, Moss.”

Suddenly he rolled the merman over him and pulled him down to press their lips together. This kiss felt different, raw and wanting, luring him in to settle his worries. A hand combed through creamy white hair, ruffling it more as he wrapped a leg around his waist.

“I’m ready~” He purred, slightly gasping as he gazed at Moss. It was like he was not just inviting him to enjoy dinner but to indulge in dessert too, what his alluring smile and half-lidded indigo eyes that resembled the night sky. Autumn strands haloed his flushed face. “It’s okay if you’re not ready though. I can wait some more.” He muttered, smiling comfortingly.

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- Moss Adamaris -​

"No, Mirror Bridge sounds pretty slick." smiled Moss. He looked at their caravan, putting an arm around Isa. "Our Pontia Espeho ~"

* * * *​

If you knew someone a whole egg the entire time you've known them, well, Moss was now like that egg, but cracked and sizzled. His block of shock being melted into gooey cheese with every catch by Isa's lips, as he tried to ask again and make certain Isa was sure.

And then suddenly the stove turned to high heat.

Moss gasped deliciously on Isa's lips, as that last shock was burned away and all that was left was FIRE. "I'm not waiting." he whispered desperately.

Moss tore their clothes off.

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Pillows flew along with their clothes. The moon’s light passing through the colorful stain glass windows of their room; One of the ocean, one of the sky, and the last which was the most colorful, the Southern lights following the ocean’s currents like a slow dance of swirls.

The next morning, Isa quietly groaned. Blinking blearily as he slowly woke up. Then he groaned again, he could barely make a noise like a fall leaf rustling in the wind. He couldn’t move- Moss is literally on top of him, keeping an arm around his shoulders and neck, their heads leaning on each other. Hair strands mixing together. His body tingled as he felt the waking aches. He peeked over Moss’ arm and saw a hint of red marks on his chest— yep.

He plopped his head back on the pillow, smiling warmly as he sighed. Is that what a connection feels like? All warm and comfy and a mess but a nice mess? Is it usually nice like this? He would hope so. He didn’t want to move, Moss’ weight felt reassuring. Letting Isa know that he is his and vise verse. It feels good~

”Moss~” He tried to purr, but his voice- … he must have overused it last night. “Tesoro~ . . . Luprisca~“

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -
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Moss looked all wildly messed up and tender pink-red that early morn, yet handsomely so, with such a contented smile on his face. He must have been so exhausted for he continued to doze, still hugging Isa possessively. Still one with him. It seemed, instinctively, that Moss didn't want to let go of this man who now belonged to him, and who had marked Moss as his alone.

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Isa silently chuckled, nuzzling him with his forehead. Okay, a few more minutes in silence and sleep. The redhead kept his forehead touching Moss’, wrapping an arm around the merman‘s back, and pulling up the light blanket to cover his head. Then he closed his eyes, humming a random slow tune before lightly dozing off.

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

Moss' dozing quieted. His forehead nuzzled Isa's, as his eyes slowly opened. Pleasantly in between sleeping and waking, he sleepily smiled at the curtain of red hair, pale skin, and the scent of oranges and sandalwood blanketing him. Very gently, he kissed Isa's cheek and sighed happily, watching him breathe.

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Moss could barely hear Isa saying ‘Mweeee~’ when he kissed his cheek. His eyes fluttered open slowly, half lidded as he gazed at Moss. Completely dazed for a silent moment and smiled. He mouthed ‘good morning, Luprisca~’. His breathing slowed.

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

"Good morning, mi Tesoro~" whispered Moss, happily. He gazed at Isa too, before kissing him full on the lips. He drank deep and long, still affectionate from last night.

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Isa melted in the kiss, sipping Moss’ lips. Cheeks flushed red.

He didn’t want to leave the bed or move. Everything ached deliciously and he just wants to stay warm in his afterglow with Moss. His Moss. Isa smiled at the thought, squeezing him with both of his arms and legs. He asked the merman if he wanted to relax in bed or cook food together later.

Well he tried, but his voice was crackled and rough. Only a whisper of a sound came out of his pink swollen lips.

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

"Mmmmm~" Moss hummed pleasantly, caressing his hair. He snuggled into him more. "You sound so attractive with your voice rough like this, but I don't understand what you're saying." he chuckled, still relaxingly gazing at him.

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

How to shorten the question when his voice is rough? Ah. Right.

“Food … together? Or stay …bed longer?” He asked, his throat burned from pushing his voice to be louder.

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- Moss Adamaris -​

"Bed longer, food together later~" Moss soothingly feathered kisses on his neck. He settled snugly nose under his chin, eyelashes on Isa's cheek, as his caressing hands moved up and down Isa's side, tracing his tattoos, around his shoulders, neck, cheek and combed his hair.

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Isa silently gasped at the feathery feeling on his sensitive skin, cheeks turning pink. Then he reached up to play with Moss’ hair and messages his back. Twitching as he felt fingertips tracing his tattoos. He closed his eyes and sighed in satisfaction. This feels really nice~

They spent time together in the caravan, having a bit of peace after all the chaos few days ago. At the moment, Isa felt calmer than before, having a bit of what they‘re future is about to look like. He smiled at the thought before bed. “This is nice.“ He muttered before falling asleep within Moss’ arms.

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[Zer0]

- Montagna al Tramonto -
"Early Morning, Spring"​

The early morning breeze brought familiar scents through the stained glass windows of a caravan sheltered under a grove of sandalwood and pine trees. Scents of home.

Inside, under the covers of the master bedroom where a giant polar bear dog was curled up warmly around the foot of a big bed, a long, teal, silver and gold speckled fish tail was spooning Isa, lightly swishing over his ankles. A side fin was affectionately draped over his waist, while the pale, almost translucent, and unnaturally smooth arm of his now long-braided haired beau, was tucked against his chest.

The sun shining through the windows made the thin silky webbing across his fingers glow a soft pinkish red, yet one thing that didn't change was how warm his hand was, how they still smelled like the food he cooked yesterday, and how those arms still hugged Isa like a pillow.

The boquet Isa had given Moss all those weeks ago had turned into a pot of climbing desert roses against a corner of their bedroom wall, framing the side of one window. On the bedside table were volumes three, four and five of Ninjas of Love. James had delivered when they visited Bird Village and reunited with their cured friends who had their own story to tell. Now the only misssing volume was the last one, volume twelve, and in the same way, it kind of felt like the couple was embarking on their last journey, before the rest of their life could begin.

Starting with finally meeting Isa's family in the Sect of Loki~

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Muttering quietly, a hand searched mindlessly, looking for something until he found a now pale hand tucked against his bare chest, and gingerly intertwined their fingertips. A relieved sigh left Isa’s slightly parted lips, slowly fluttering his eyes open to the waking world. He felt warm and fuzzy, his dazed gaze looked around without actually seeing before focusing on the fin that’s affectionally wrapped over his hip. A shade of pink tinted his cheeks and ears, endeared.

“I love ya too~” He whispered, his other hand now tracing over the translucent scales that’s the merman’s arm. The day Moss turned back into a merman, Isa couldn’t turn his eyes away, finding him beautiful. More so than when Moss showed him through illusions. He couldn’t stop touching his scales either—after asking if he could touch his tail, of course. Everyday, Isa would touch Moss’s scales and it became a habit of his now. Moss didn’t have to worry about his skin drying out either because Isa always offered to help hydrate. Be it by lotion, by a wet towel, by splashing water— the redhead made sure Moss didn’t dry up.

Isa stayed in his spot, waiting for Moss to wake up. He enjoyed these sorts of mornings. Being able to play with Moss’ tail with his feet or count how many gold scales there are on his back or arms or braiding his hair. However today is a little different, it’s a nerve-wreaking day for the couple.

Today, they get to meet his family in the Sect of Loki.

They were able to arrived his hometown by nightfall, parked within the pine tree forests, and letting the snow help cover their home over night and through the morning. Isa had already gave his grandpa a heads up about their arrival . . . yesterday. The old man sounded happy and annoyed that he now tells him of their visit and told Isa that he will wait patiently for their visit . . .

He made no promises of their family members though.

”Remember, Moss. There’s a chance that they will prank us.” Isa warned him yesterday. “So let’s get them back tenfold~“ He grinned impishly, already planning something evil for his family.

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[Zer0]

- Montagna al Tramonto -
"Early Morning, Spring"​

The fin around his waist curled tightly in response. "Kaliméra, luprisca~" whispered Moss. Then he paused. "Bon . . ." he corrected his pronunciation. "Buongiorno~" he sleepily snuggled him, tail fins wrapping around a leg and squeezing.

Since the start of their journey back home, the couple had been teaching each other their native languages. Moss' favorite moments being when they made each other laugh and when they were learning in each other's arms for Isa kept touching him.

Isa has been wonderfully touching him a lot everyday, and Moss would just lay there, stretched out and loose, arms flung high, while his tail wiggled with gusto. It had become Isa's habit, which he loved, and Moss would go to him expectantly, almost like Okami, for that affection.

He was also thankful for Isa making sure he wasn't dry. For when he turned back into a merman, he had also stopped sweating. As Moss had told Isa, his thin skin was how he breathed under the ocean blue, but it was prone to drying on land. A tell tale signal Isa had discovered was when Moss started becoming shiny, for his skin would become oily to keep more moisture in. Needless to say, that didn't happen often because of Isa --- only when Moss wanted Isa to touch him, then he'd allow himself to become dry on purpose, and then go to Isa with lotion, tail swishing happily.

This morning, the snuggling Moss let out a deep breath that tickled Isa's nape. "What time is it?" a little nervous excitement poked through his sleepy Nazja accented Italian words. Yesterday, Moss listened intently to Isa's warning, happy to feel included in Isa's family through prank greeting --- though he did wonder apprehensively if they were worse than Isa or if they were clones of Isa when it came to prankage.

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Isa’s sleepy grin grew warm at the greeting and fins squeezing. “Kaliméra, Apigemento mou~” He whispered back, starting to get used to singing his replies. “I wuv u two.”

He wiggled and turned around within Moss’ arms to snuggle him back, nuzzling their foreheads together before kissing him. Then he tucked Moss’ head under his chin so that he could kiss his horn. He giggled at the ticklish feeling on his neck when the merman spoke. He blinked slowly as he pondered. Is it wrong to not want to think about that?

Yes, it is.

”I belieb it morn.” Isa replied quietly in nazja, a hand tenderly tugging long creamy white locks as he undo Moss’ braid. “I don’t wanna get up yet-“

Thud!

The redhead pouted and sighed. “Don’t tell me . . .” He slightly pushed himself up, leaning on his elbows as he rolled on top of Moss and still gave him view of what caught his attention. There, on the stained window, is a splatter of snow. When the couple finally left the room, they would hear a polite knocking from their front door. With voices bickering.

”Poppy! What are you doing? You know Loki’s rules!”

”W-we still have to be polite! Give Isa’s boyfriend a warning first, Christine.”

”Ugh. You always ruin the fun for me.”

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

Moss was laughing. He'll correct Isa later~ sometimes he felt like a bad teacher, just letting Isa speak in the wrong intonation without correcting him immediately, because he liked how confidently he just says the wrong words.

Thud

Bark! Bark! Bark! Okami rolled in alert, falling off their floor bed, before sniffing towards the window, tail wagging.

Moss immediately looked up, only to melt with his tail swishing, as his mind fizzled for a moment with Isa on top of him.

He muttered a spell, and with a flick of his tail, he floated into the air, following Isa out of the bedroom, hastily donning a presentable long sleeved shirt. When he heard the voices. He gasped. He hadn't started cooking the prank --- gift --- treats he wanted to give Isa's family as presents! Ah, that was alright!

"Your family is here!" Moss whispered in Italian, smiling, and held Isa's hand, swimming for the door. Moss flung the door open. "Buongiorno, Poppy and Christine! --- Okami, no!"

Okami, infected by Moss' excitement had suddenly bounded from the door and leapt, tongue trailing in the air at the new comers.

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Isa smiled when Moss laughed.

The redhead blinked as he listened to Moss reciting a spell. Then he lets out an ‘mwe!’ while he beau started to float. So he slid off, quickly kissing his face before he fully sat up on the bed and reached out for a shirt and pants. He wasn’t in a hurry honestly, pulling his black shirt down to cover his tummy that is covered in red love marks. It wasn’t his fault that they decided to come by early in the morning.

He let Moss hastily float past him as he walked down the stairs, yawning widely as he stretched his arms up. Then he smiled as the couple got closer to the door; Moss holding his hand~ the redhead couldn’t help but melt by the simple action and by his excitement.

”Hn~“ Isa nodded and watched Moss swing the door open to greet the familiar pair outside. Only to blink owlishly as a blur of large white fur ran past him and out the door-!

”Ah! Okami!” Isa tried to grab the polar-bear dog but it was too late.

“Eep!” Squeaked a woman. A lithe body leapt back in time while the other automatically reached his arms wide open with a huge smile . . .? Snow fluttered around from the impact, he was planted on the ground with Okami on top, being licked mercilessly.

”Oof! Hahahah! Aren’t you cute?! Ack! Hahahah~” Said the male, laughing and giggling as he rubbed the polar bear dog excitedly. The woman shook her head, chuckling awkwardly.

”Don’t worry about him.” She said nonchalantly, pushing her tan-grey hair back with a swish of her gloved hand. She skipped her way to the door and reached out for a handshake. She was small in stature, peachy colored skin with rosy cheeks, and cheerful oozes out of her. Her bright emerald green eyes shined in recognition at the redhead and curiosity at the floating merman, but she hadn’t asked about that. She looked like the type of woman who likes make-up and gossip, yet she’s more bubbly than boiling water.

”I’m Christine Rosemary~ nice to meet’cha, Moss! And Isa-!” She couldn’t hold back her happiness as she not only pulled Moss in but reached out to grab Isa and pull him in a hug too. Squeezing them both tightly. Isa grunted before smiling awkwardly.

“St-strong as usual. H-hi Christine. Hi, Poppy.”

”I’m so happy to see you again! Poppy too! Right Poppy?!” She asked, looking at the wiggly mess under Okami. A man, taller than Isa, with short straight black hair and olive skin, waved a bare hand before laughing out loud. The couple could only get a small peek of his dark eyes before Okami continued with his barrage of licks, encouraged by Poppy’s happy petting and rubbings. The pair wore similar dark clothing and white fur cloaks with a gold clip to hold the cloak together. Though Christine had hints of pink here and there with a frying . . . Pan on her belt? Huh?

”Y-yeah-! So cute! Yesh, Yesh you are~” Poppy cooed and gushed over their dog.

“Though I expected Moss to have legs? What happened? You must tell me— oh! But first, housewarming present!” She dropped the men down to check in her belt bags and pulled out a oddly wrapped box. There was a cute pink ribbon on top too.

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- Moss Adamaris -​

"Oof! Nice to meet you, Christine!" Moss hugged her back, suddenly super conscious of how he hadn't combed his hair, but happy to welcomed like this. "That's Okami." he suddenly noticed the frying pan on her belt, but looked up when she presented a gift.

Moss stared at it for a moment, then looked up and smiled knowingly. "And so it begins~" And he casually floated closer to Christine, sheltering Isa behind him, then suddenly cupped his hands around the gift like a directional cone, tilted the box forward, and pulled the ribbon.

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

As Moss pulled that ribbon, he could see Christine’s eyes widened as her grin stretched in surprised glee. The present popped open. She leaped to the side, Isa could only blink owlishly as Moss sheltered him-

“That’s a good boy~ Okay, so- Ah! Spice!” Poppy got the brunt of that prank as he walked by the door. Pepper flakes with loads amount of grind pepper shot at the shy priest, making him sneeze uncontrollably.

”C-Christine!”

She laughed, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. “Sorry, Poppy! Moss caught on.” Isa snorted before hugging Moss from behind, smiling. “Nice, Apigemento mou~”

The redhead offered his family to come in as they got ready to leave, telling them to wait in the living room. “Imma check after ya leave first!” He insisted to the Loki followers‘ amusement. Once he wore his favorite dark turtle neck shirt and pants with boots, Isa huffed and chuckled. “I’ll distract Christine and Poppy while ya cook something.” He hinted at Moss. Knowing that the merman would like to join in the fun.

He kissed his lips affectionally. “No rush, Love~” He muttered before nipping gently on Moss‘ ear and neck teasingly.

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- Moss Adamaris -​

Moss laughed, floating high and mighty, flashing Christine a grin of challenge. "You're going to have to do better than that, friends. Who do you think I'm betrothed to?" he swung the ribbon smugly.

Then he melted, floating lower when Isa hugged him. "Agapimeni mou." he corrected, smiling in affectionate amusement.

When they all went in, Moss offering Poppy a towel so that he could wash off all the pepper, and his bag of folding for his clothes, he floated into the kitchen and started packing things. "O! I was thinking of just getting the emerald mint tart and bringing some utensils, then when we get there I'll cook up a show ---" Moss' tail swished wildly, as Isa kissed him, and he had to hold on to the counter to keep himself from floating all willy nilly from his teasing. "I --- va bene~" he muttered in Italian. And briefly slipped his hands under Isa's shirt, rubbing up his chest, as he kissed him again in a passionate spark that faded as soon as it started, and Moss' hands were out again, just holding Isa. His eyes promised more later. "I'll also take my time tonight~"

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

“Our baby brother~” Christine sang out before pausing for a bit. Then she suddenly smacked her hands on her rosy cheeks, smiling wide and eyes glittered happily. “You’re betrothed?!” She squeaked.

“Ah. Thank you.” Poppy gently muttered, slow in taking the towel, and gave Moss a shy grin. Then he wildly shook the pepper off with the towel. The pair nodded at waiting by the living room as Christine helped Poppy pick the pepper flakes off his hair. The couple can hear the shy priest sneezing a few times.

Isa had followed Moss to the kitchen and hummed at the plan after their kiss. Then he chuckled close to Moss’ nape, watching his tail wave all Willy nilly. He jumped when he felt warm hands go under his shirt and rubbed his bare chest, letting out a small and quiet gasp; his parted mouth quickly covered by the merman’s. His knees were shaking. He lets out a dazed sigh as Moss broke the kiss, grateful that Moss got a hold on him. He gazed at the merman before coyly smiling. His cheeks turning pink.

He didn’t know if Moss meant for the cooking show or for their nightly activity, but Isa was excited.

A finger teasingly trailed up from his neck and to his cheek, barely touching skin, and leaving behind a tingling trail. Then he cupped his cheek. “Ohhh~ I’m excited~” He purred.

———

The couple, once ready, followed Christine and Poppy. Leading them through the waking village. The pair figured that Moss preferred to travel without much attention to him, so they choose the scenic route of the town where barely anyone is around. When they walked further away from the quaint town and closer to the cliffs where they can hear the ocean waves crashing into stone, the merman can see a small cathedral. Dark and looks foreboding, yet Isa smiled warmly at the sight. ”Gosh, it never changed.”

”Pfft- you already know why.” Christine hinted, giggling behind her manicured hand. When they reached the heavy oak doors, Poppy reached up to grab the circular door banger and banged the door. Alerting those inside before opening the door.

”Guests first.” Poppy shyly insisted, holding the door politely. Inside was surprisingly well lit thanks to the giant wall at the back where they can see a tall statute of Loki and three eyes etched on a stone orb he held with an arm. A table is front of the statue with a simple leather book. There were hooded figures lighting up new candles as they left the years amount of dried dripped wax cascade down from the stone base of the statue and onto the wooden floor. There were two rows of wooden benches in front of the desk, aligned perfectly with the base’s sides. Decorated with winter spring flowers called Snowdrop flowers and tied with thin black ribbons.

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- Moss Adamaris -​

Moss floated all willy nilly~

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Moss was very warm towards Christine and Poppy, as they made their way through the forest, talking to them and telling them yes he and Isa were betrothed, and showed the two his side fin where his ring shone from the base --- Moss' webbed hands couldn't wear a ring, it just slides out when he spreads his fingers. And the moment Moss saw the village in the distance he pointed, "O! That's where you grew up!" then his tail slapped the leafy forest floor and off he zoomed up, his "Wooooooooooow." and the clinking sound of his jiggling backpack gradually fading away as he went higher, teal, gold-silver speckled scales glinting beautifully in the early morning. He dived back down, and held Isa's hand, practically tugging him. "Isa, tell me about your village, anything!" his tail swished excitedly.

He was surprised they walked away from the town. "I thought your home was back there?" But continued to follow them, and Isa felt his hold on his hand tighten as his eyes lit up with longing at the sound of the sea. They had not been to the sea for a while. This'd be the first in weeks.

His attention went back to the path though when he heard Isa speak. A small dark cathedral. Then Moss looked at Poppy and Christine's clothes. Then thought of Isa's clothes. Of course, it matches. Yet Moss was still surprised, for he had never seen a dark temple before, very used to the Templar ones.

Moss suddenly hung back a little after Christine knocked, holding Isa's hand tighter again and he nervously patted dust off his tail, before going, "O!" and pulling out a stack of emerald mint tarts from his bag. He looked at Isa, smiled bravely, and then straightened up, as he floated inside with him. Moss really knew how to carry himself like a prince if he wanted to.

He didn't know whether to be jovial or solemn. And so what came out from his mouth was a loud jovial whisper. "BUONGIORNO! I HAVE TART!"

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