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The female agreed and Lysander nodded, as if he had expected nothing else. Of course, he normally did get his way one way or another, especially in dealing with women, but there was always the small chance he would have to do some arm twisting. Which he was not opposed to. Yet Whinnie actually seemed enthusiastic about the idea and Lysander smiled, his bushy tail waving behind him. Whether to be happy she did not reject him or to be disappoint it was that easy to convince her, the steel grey male was not sure, but he followed her as she moved anyway.
Eyes watched as the female shifted, watching her body go through the process. Bones growing, changing shape, it was always intriguing to watch another transform. Sighing, for he didn’t really like walking about on four legs anymore (although growing up it had been the only form he had ever used) he allowed his body to shift, closing his eyes through the entire process. Once complete he opened them, annoyed at how short and stocky he was now. That couldn’t be helped, he would humor the girl. Sometimes they got to win the game too. “You lead, Whinnie.”
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