flutterby | raziel & isabel
Raziel had taken a few of his students out to the cleaning. The worst students, that he was ready to just throw out of his class. He thought maybe some nature would help them, he ordered them to take some photos and if they impressed him than he would offer than a reward. He stood in the clearing as they quickly ran off to capture the perfect photo.
He was sure he was the only one that noticed the little butterfly that once was a naked woman. He watched her for a moment about to turn away when she flew on his nose. He wrinkled his nose. “ I’ve never seen a lovelier butterfly. “ He complimented.
The compliment would have normally brought a light flush of pleasure to the slave’s cheeks - if she wasn’t in butterfly form. Not for the first time, Isabel wished she’d been granted telepathy if only so she could communicate better when she shifted. Wings gently flapping, she pulled away from the stranger’s nose so she could shift again - this time into a red fox, showing her appreciation for the man’s compliment by threading between his legs in a small figure eight pattern before sitting on her hind legs and beaming up at the man, clearly quite pleased.