Thread: Every Mamono Needs a Hiro! [Frostsch/Umbrale]

Melio and Alexis had nodded and acknowledged his answer it was as much as they'd get right now. After all that had just happened, it was best not to dive deep into questions. Thusly, they listened to him in return Melio eventually having recovered-- snorted in disdain at his joke-- and sat up. Alexis, however, kept her knowledgeable eyes on Hiro examining all that he did and said. When he rose, however, and afixed her with that line, she blinked in surprise. Almost immediately, she began to explain, Well, it wasn't fake. I'm actu--- she was promptly cut off by that look, and strange sensation. The flames of her vibrant cheeks brightened to a soft white and the flames of her being seemed to roar up a bit. Almost sentiently flickering towards him, they belayed the Ignus' inner feelings. This weird, alluring feeling, that made her mind drift towards pleasing... to make him happy, and... Abruptly, it had stopped, and she blinked a bit more in surprise. Strange... very strange. But, as he left to fix the dinner, Kyra had began to stir and the two montergirls turned their attention to Hiro's sister. Those crystal blue eyes fluttered open, at the same time that the steak hit the pan... ------- The scent of delicious, mouthwatering food, had filled the air, so by the time Hiro had called out to them, the three girls had filtered in. It seemed, in the time that he was cooking, the two newcomers had snuck Kyra upstairs, and made her more presentable. Now, instead of the stark-nakedness she had shown earlier a sports bra hid the--notably grown, to C, from her previously near-flat chest--features on her chest. Down below, a fur-matching light blue pair of panties hid her more sensitive bits. Yet, her new form was almost alluring curves seemed to be exaggerated, and that fur... so soft, and fluffy looking adding a cute look to the ruggedness of her new form. She came in last, head hung with shame, her --paws-- clutched between in front of her. While large, they still head a vast modicum of dexterity the digits extended farther than a canine's, and could bend akin to fingers. That large, exotic, tail swung lowly behind her, as she moved to her seat, but stood, to address him. I'm... I'm sorry, Hiro... , she murmured, refraining from calling him brother. I... don't know what came over me... She explained, before slowly taking a seat. The food was delicious-looking, and so his sister's eyes were quick to lock onto it and her tongue flitted out over her lips in anticipating despite the tensity in the air. Of course, Melio was already halfway through it. Without proper appendages--and seemingly wanting to refrain from using her feet--the Thunderbird was clutching the steak awkwardly between her wings. It was getting the juice soaked in her feathers, but she didn't seem to care voraciously tearing into it with her teeth. Alexis, meanwhile, seemed to not need to eat. At least, she didn't act hungry. Rather, she would dissect the meat, and solid parts of the salad. She would take small pieces in her hand, and suddenly the flames around the food would flare incinerating it. She would shudder as it happened, and lick her lips, as if savoring it. For the greens and particularly juicy pieces of the steak a flare of it's color would rush through her. It was noticeably so that she was able to taste but didn't actually need to eat. Out of mutual respect for the siblings, the Thunderbird and Ignus remained silent, till they settled the apology.