( cupping his face and looking him over with clear worry in her eyes ) " Are you sure -? Oh gods I'm so..m sorry..."

" ..... " ( stroking the furs of his neck, scratching s bit over his pulse. She was testing something)

( growling back, even pulling her lips back from her teeth ) " Again, why ! You are coated in the stuff ! Do not be greedy, sir ! "

( the moment she hits the ground, a soft puff of magic emits from her. As the miniature cloud clears, an elven woman is pushing herself off of her butt. Crossing her arms as she stands, furrowing her brows ) " Tch ! Quite the rude man ! That is not how to treat a lady ! "

( pulling her hair back - that's no teifling anymore.... "

( now she's just curled up on him, content as can be as she waits out her wild shape. )

please let me and wash your hair and scratch your back. let me be the one to take care of you.

" Hmm ? "

( sitting up from where she had been reading - her tail wagging in interest. Pushing herself up to stand, and sniffing his cupped hands ) " Ah !! What might it be !! "

" is there a problem? "

@_DeerStepp_

" Sniffing, scenting, whatever you wish to call it "

( fallow ears flick in response, a huff leaving her once more )

( her eyes went stupid wide, pupils dilating as she looked from him, to the deer, back to him. Cupping his hands in her own, much smaller ones , the druid looked amazed ) " it's so ! Perfect ! It looks just like me ! "

( looking over, blinking) " Ah! Wilvon.. do you like it ? "

( stepping out of her tent, holding something in her arms. She looked around, before humming and heading deep into the woods, passing her up )