06.Jan.13, 01:14 AM
It probably is better to stay as we are. Less attention and less chance of you being hurt.
B'run grumbled, knowing Olemuth was right. Rumors of increased punishment for anyone that so much as looked like they were plotting against the leadership or leaving the South were running rampant and B'run, as he always did, ducked his head and kept quiet. Nothing to see here, just a bronzerider. Nothing special! It had succeeded for the time being. He was one of those people that everyone recognized but no one seemed to know. He tended to his duties but otherwise kept his distance.
The pair had headed to the lake with the intention of cleaning Olemuth and relaxing for a time. B'run had brought his riding straps to look over while the big bronze sunbathed and he stashed them out of the way while Olemuth waded into the water. B'run gave a quick look around, making sure there was no one nearby and stripped off his shirt and boots before wading in after the dragon. The man's back was a mess of scar tissue, most old and faded. They paused their conversation as they headed to the water, Olemuth walking out as far as he was able and B'run swimming once it got too deep for him to touch the bottom.
"Lucky, eh? Managed to get done here without any'un else." He smiled at the bronze, who simply fluttered his wings impatiently. He didn't mind company nearly as much as his rider did. B'run shook his head and set to washing, falling quiet and enjoying the silent company and the sounds of nature around them. The water was cold, but the gruff man ignored it as best he could.
B'run grumbled, knowing Olemuth was right. Rumors of increased punishment for anyone that so much as looked like they were plotting against the leadership or leaving the South were running rampant and B'run, as he always did, ducked his head and kept quiet. Nothing to see here, just a bronzerider. Nothing special! It had succeeded for the time being. He was one of those people that everyone recognized but no one seemed to know. He tended to his duties but otherwise kept his distance.
The pair had headed to the lake with the intention of cleaning Olemuth and relaxing for a time. B'run had brought his riding straps to look over while the big bronze sunbathed and he stashed them out of the way while Olemuth waded into the water. B'run gave a quick look around, making sure there was no one nearby and stripped off his shirt and boots before wading in after the dragon. The man's back was a mess of scar tissue, most old and faded. They paused their conversation as they headed to the water, Olemuth walking out as far as he was able and B'run swimming once it got too deep for him to touch the bottom.
"Lucky, eh? Managed to get done here without any'un else." He smiled at the bronze, who simply fluttered his wings impatiently. He didn't mind company nearly as much as his rider did. B'run shook his head and set to washing, falling quiet and enjoying the silent company and the sounds of nature around them. The water was cold, but the gruff man ignored it as best he could.