[Somewhere in the temple grounds, Shiro is likely introducing his forehead to his palm. hard. She doesn't care; only thinking that sword of his is starting to look like a toothpick in comparison.
Oddly, this gives her an idea.
Morrigan chuckles, though it sounds weird coming from this form. Ah well, think on it later. She turns just enough to see the movement and her tail to meet the strike, protecting her stomach. Clever. Not quite clever enough.
She cartwheels backward in the air, moving to bop Keith in the small of his back with her snout and a bit of smoke as she twists. Long necks, for the win.]
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Oddly, this gives her an idea.
Morrigan chuckles, though it sounds weird coming from this form. Ah well, think on it later. She turns just enough to see the movement and her tail to meet the strike, protecting her stomach. Clever. Not quite clever enough.
She cartwheels backward in the air, moving to bop Keith in the small of his back with her snout and a bit of smoke as she twists. Long necks, for the win.]