[Grani is going to be disappointed to learn that Dylas is stronger than he looks. He might be lean, but he's mean. And he hates horses. Being stuck as a monster horse who gored and zapped anyone who came close for seven hundred years contributed to that, but Grani isn't helping!
He urges Grani to let go with hushed whispers, hoping not to attract Reinhardt's attention. But it's all over soon enough. He hears Reinhardt coming (and, thanks to his advanced senses, smells him, but he's never going to admit that) and gives the blanket a final tug before giving up and using his hands to cover his shame.
(Or, well, not shame, because as PG as this thread is, Dylas has nothing to be ashamed of. Horse jokes between the legs and all that.)]
R-reinhardt! What the hell are you doing h-here? Is this your place? [Dylas is completely dry! Thanks, transformation magic.] ...Your horse is an asshole.
DW ate my first tag so this one is shorter because I'm lazy, sorry
He urges Grani to let go with hushed whispers, hoping not to attract Reinhardt's attention. But it's all over soon enough. He hears Reinhardt coming (and, thanks to his advanced senses, smells him, but he's never going to admit that) and gives the blanket a final tug before giving up and using his hands to cover his shame.
(Or, well, not shame, because as PG as this thread is, Dylas has nothing to be ashamed of. Horse jokes between the legs and all that.)]
R-reinhardt! What the hell are you doing h-here? Is this your place? [Dylas is completely dry! Thanks, transformation magic.] ...Your horse is an asshole.