07.May.13, 07:28 PM
A'liran didn't even bother to bite back his groan. "I don't hit defenseless people," he pointed out, his tone curt and sharp, but not unkind. It was just his constant state of being. "I was expecting to turn around and see some asshole bluerider or something." It wasn't the best excuse, but it was his excuse. He wasn't going to hit a kid who was just trying to help, no matter how damn frustrated he was. He cursed again and squeezed himself tighter, increasingly self-conscious of how he'd lost his temper, which of course only made him more frustrated.
"Nah...Ast will be fine," A'liran murmured, though he wasn't actually sure. He could sense her overhead, circling anxiously. The green dragon swooped low and settled on the same building as the little fire lizards, both of whom chittered anxiously. Lump flew to her, settling on her snout and pawing sweetly at her, trying to soothe her. Bastard instead moved to A'liran, landing on his shoulder and nuzzling his cheek.
Crucluith! the green whined. Then, she threw her head back and let out a droning death keen. A'liran felt his heart splash in his guts and his face go pale. Lump screeched, dislodged from his roost, and landed instead on her back. He too began to cry pitifully, his tiny voice rising up to meet hundreds of others as they mourned.
Ali scowled. "A drink. Yeah...let's do that," he said, lip twitching anxiously. He offered a sad, ineffective smile to Isscer before sighing and turning to head towards the kitchens. He had no desire to be near this terrible spectacle any longer. Already he felt like the sound would drive him mad.
"I wouldn't have hit you," he asserted again as he walked, still hugging himself. It was his roundabout way of apologizing.
"Nah...Ast will be fine," A'liran murmured, though he wasn't actually sure. He could sense her overhead, circling anxiously. The green dragon swooped low and settled on the same building as the little fire lizards, both of whom chittered anxiously. Lump flew to her, settling on her snout and pawing sweetly at her, trying to soothe her. Bastard instead moved to A'liran, landing on his shoulder and nuzzling his cheek.
Ali scowled. "A drink. Yeah...let's do that," he said, lip twitching anxiously. He offered a sad, ineffective smile to Isscer before sighing and turning to head towards the kitchens. He had no desire to be near this terrible spectacle any longer. Already he felt like the sound would drive him mad.
"I wouldn't have hit you," he asserted again as he walked, still hugging himself. It was his roundabout way of apologizing.