"Don't come up, just stay in the water, wave your tail towards the shore a bit." Rowan told the large snake to soak in the shallow water, then stepped down and used the animal skin to scrub him.
At this moment, the large snake was obedient like a black snake statue, truly not moving a bit.
"Lower your head, close your eyes." Rowan scrubbed the large snake's head first, using force that wasn't light.
The large snake didn't shake him off even when scrubbed to the point of pain, quietly enjoying the Omegina's service. Aside from Papa who had bathed him a few times, no one had ever helped him wash while in beast form like this.
Having an Omegina was indeed different; he couldn't bear to let go of such an Omegina in this lifetime.
Rowan scrubbed halfway and couldn't scrub anymore; he held the animal skin, which had turned black, in front of Owen's face.
"Stupid snake, your color has faded."
