Muddy River — The Shape of Dreams

Enya hadn't thought anything about her use of magic or how dramatic of an entrance it had made. It had simply been her. It wasn't until Caedwyn made a point of commenting on her actions that she considered what she had done. He laughed and moved to splash water over her, starting the grooming process, once more commenting on her entrance. She simply smirked and closed her eyes, leaning into his grooming and enjoying the sensation of being cared for and pampered. Man, it felt good to be a Queen, especially when it was the King who was doing the grooming. As Caedwyn proposed that it had been his plan all along to cover her in mud, Enya lifted a paw to her muzzle and gasped dramatically, shifting and turning herself slightly to give him a shocked look. "I knew it!" she exclaimed, twisting her expression back into a playful grin just as he claimed that it had been his elaborate tactic to lure her into a bath with him. She chuckled as he reached up to pull against the fur of her neck. "You could have simply asked." she countered just as he nipped her again and with a growl and slinked away. As he did so, her eyes closed once more.  He had avoided her question, she had noticed. Instead of satisfying her with his point of view, he had omitted a response all together. She wondered on it briefly: did he refuse to answer her because his answer was something that could shift their current mood? Was it an answer that would once more remind her of her history with him? Or had he omitted an answer because he wasn't sure how to answer her? Regardless, she let the question remain as it was, a lost thought left to the winds. Today had been such an emotional day that she was fine with letting the question linger unanswered.  She hadn't realized at first that when he had slunk away, it was to initiate a game of chase. She had turned her head back around and waited patiently for him to resume the grooming. When she didn't feel his nips and licks, she opened her eyes to catch Caedwyn drifting further away in the water with her half-turned head. Her teal gaze lingered on him a moment, trying to see if the grooming was over already, and it seemed likely that it was. Well, that had been short-lived. Fine then.  Enya turned with a swirl of water to pursue Caedwyn, ducking her head and body beneath the slow-moving currents to wash the rest of the filth from her figure with a bit of help from her magic. She resurfaced, once more shaking the water from her head and neck, and flicked her tongue pointedly at Caedwyn with a curious twinkle in her eyes. He did realize that he was in her element, right? There were options upon options of how she could quickly catch Caedwyn with a simple touch of her Will. But... that all seemed to easy. So, instead, she doggy-paddled forward in the currents to propel herself forward, her body creating a wake as her paws kicked up the dirt and muck of the ground beneath her. "You invite me to a bath, then swim away?" She grinned at Caedwyn as she tried to close the distance. "I sense an ulterior motive here." With that, she ducked down beneath the waters once more, disappearing from the surface, and approached Caedwyn's legs, reaching to nip at them with her jaws before resurfacing once more.   Attack Roll: Success: Enya nips Caedwyn's legs Failure: Enya doesn't nip Caedwyn's legs. Maybe it's a fish instead? Maybe it's nothing. Maybe it's Maybelline.  "Speech."