[ Pure Vanilla is done, at least, in record time. He's not one to luxuriate. Plus his robes need a good cleaning to, so he lets them soak after drying himself off and... shifts into a sheep. And will then clip clop his way back to the living room, a round honey and pine scented puff of wool.
He doesn't think Dark Cacao has seem him like that yet, so the Ram - eyes still closed ironically - may somehow manage to look a little nervous. Technically he's still naked but now everything is lost in the roundness of wool, and when he hunkers down beside the fire to let himself dry off better, nothing can be seen.
Do sheep blush? His face feels warm but thankfully nothing is given away. ]
Forgive this form, my friend, I must let my robes soak a bit to clean them, and I ... ah... the towel did not entirely cover right.
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Date: 2024-04-06 06:13 pm (UTC)He doesn't think Dark Cacao has seem him like that yet, so the Ram - eyes still closed ironically - may somehow manage to look a little nervous. Technically he's still naked but now everything is lost in the roundness of wool, and when he hunkers down beside the fire to let himself dry off better, nothing can be seen.
Do sheep blush? His face feels warm but thankfully nothing is given away. ]
Forgive this form, my friend, I must let my robes soak a bit to clean them, and I ... ah... the towel did not entirely cover right.
[ AKA his entire body. ]