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27.Jan.13, 05:39 AM
Not many people made Astoreth feel special, aside from A'liran of course. There was Aveleth, the sweet blue. Astoreth liked him well enough, but A'liran tended to run her away fromhim. She supposed she could understand why when she took a moment to inspect his memories. A'liran's mind held only wicked recollections of Z'ia. There was also Zeianth, in his cold and distant way, but Astoreth wasn't so naive to forget that much of her attraction to him was fantasy. Zeianth was arrogant and often quite rude, but Astoreth loved to subtly tease him just the same, for he always responded in interesting and unpredictable ways before reminding her of his strength.
But who else was there? There were green friends, of course, but not much beyond that. To get the attention from bronzes that she was getting now, especially non-sexual, non-objectified attention, was a treat indeed! The green purred in delighted amusement as Olemuth attempted to hide behind her. In an effort to help, she fanned her wings outward. She was still unable to hide him, of course, but it was a playful gesture that amused her. She hoped it amused him, too.
She crooned softly as B'run started to help wash her. Ali was on her other side, his light, familiar touch a welcome sensation on her hide. B'run's touch was much firmer, something he soon confirmed himself.It will take more to hurt me she purred, pretending to sound indifferent, even though she was quite tickled by the gesture. Her amusement rang lightly in her voice.
"Yep," Ali said, patting the dragon's neck as he peeked over her spines at B'run. "She's a pretty study gal, I think," he said. In truth, Astoreth was a middling green, neither particularly petite nor particularly sturdy. Ali liked to think of her as the strongest green on Pern, of course, and Astoreth saw no reason to correct him. She preferred to think of herself as a quiet beauty, but there was no reason she and her rider couldn't maintain different fantasies!
She rumbled softly, melting beneath the humans' hands. Ali could sense her pleasure and paused to press his ear against her neck. He hummed softly and let out a relaxed sigh. "...She doesn't get spoiled very often," he remarked. "At least by anyone other than me." It was a subtle thank-you. Astoreth deserved to always feel special.
But who else was there? There were green friends, of course, but not much beyond that. To get the attention from bronzes that she was getting now, especially non-sexual, non-objectified attention, was a treat indeed! The green purred in delighted amusement as Olemuth attempted to hide behind her. In an effort to help, she fanned her wings outward. She was still unable to hide him, of course, but it was a playful gesture that amused her. She hoped it amused him, too.
She crooned softly as B'run started to help wash her. Ali was on her other side, his light, familiar touch a welcome sensation on her hide. B'run's touch was much firmer, something he soon confirmed himself.
"Yep," Ali said, patting the dragon's neck as he peeked over her spines at B'run. "She's a pretty study gal, I think," he said. In truth, Astoreth was a middling green, neither particularly petite nor particularly sturdy. Ali liked to think of her as the strongest green on Pern, of course, and Astoreth saw no reason to correct him. She preferred to think of herself as a quiet beauty, but there was no reason she and her rider couldn't maintain different fantasies!
She rumbled softly, melting beneath the humans' hands. Ali could sense her pleasure and paused to press his ear against her neck. He hummed softly and let out a relaxed sigh. "...She doesn't get spoiled very often," he remarked. "At least by anyone other than me." It was a subtle thank-you. Astoreth deserved to always feel special.
