Dakkar watched the fish in the deeper water for a time and looked further out to sea. ~Those that have lived here for ages and days have not explored you oh seas of Nexus. Perhaps it is simply not the correct Avatar that has come until now.~
She placed her human appearing hand into the gentle waters feeling its cool flow across her skin and closed her eyes to feel the deeper ebb and flow well beyond the simple touch from the surface. The hand form seemed to shift altering to a scaled set of fingers with webbing between as she relaxed her minds concentration. It picked up the sunlight and sparkled in the colors of the seas blue and green for a moment. Dakkar opened her eyes and looked again at the waters as she shook the droplets from her again human fingers.
A slow smile spread across her features as she stood and looked over the land and the water. ~Yes here things could be as they once were if one were to will it to be so. Appearances of Avatars were as they chose and so in the choosing made the reality of the form..~
She removed the second white glove with the still damp hand and slid off her jacket with a simple elegant shoulder shrug. As easily removed were her the boots, pants and shirt from the body now standing on the edge of the sea. She pulled her sea bag from the deep pocket of the coat and bundled the clothing with fair quickness as she stepped foot into the water.
The cool lapping over the human foot turned the appearance to the scaled and webbed foot of her true form. As she secured the bundle and made it air and water tight through its seal. She looked down at the scaled ankle that supported her still human looking form and found with a rush of the tides waters more of her appeared to turn to the pearlescent scales. She smiled again as she crouched into the next wave casting the foam over her and patching her in water and thus in scales.
Her hair turned sparse and green and her eyes danced with joy, the sun casting her in blues greens and gold such as many had noted around her eyes. She slipped into the water over the edge joining the little fish that had so nibbled in curiosity at her fingers moments before.
A flash of a scaled back a flick of a fin and into the depths she moved, a grace of form within the water that would never be duplicated in the gangly walk that was forced from her upon the land.