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25.Feb.13, 04:57 PM
He hadn't meant to scare the kid, but it was apparently that his weather induced appearance and growling manner had done just that. Torath had been right of course, N'kal had been so lost in his own misery all day he had growled and been rude to him without thought. He knew what it was like to be harassed by other weyrbrats, he should have known better then to be curt with him. Yes. You should., Torath poked at him smugly. 'Shut up...', had been his not so amused answer. It was just how he usually was when in one of his moods however, but the current situation seemed to be snapping him out of it quickly enough. He was still cranky, but he was working on reeling it in, even though he did not appear to be doing anything except standing beside the rather large form of Torath, who was amused with the youngster and his unseen effect on the older rider.
N'kal lifted a brow slightly, dripping from head to toe with rain water, and gave a grunt, though it might not have been heard over the constant patter of falling rain. Torath swung his head around, his eyes swirling in cool colors of amusement, flecked with the slight concern N'kal himself rarely showed. He rumbled at the boy and watched what N'kal most likely could not see very well at that distance in the rain, then said, He will live I think, seems it is just his nose that is bleeding. 'I never died from a nose bleed.', was his response, almost amused and gave Torath another pat to his side.
He then watched as the kid looked around, N'kal wasn't sure why, no one was going to bother him now, not with a 35 foot bronze and one grizzled old rider standing near by. It didn't dawn at him at all that he might have been afraid to come near them, or that he may have had other things to do, places to go and what not. He just wanted to make sure he was okay.
He watched the kid's body language and saw a bit of himself before he had started fighting back. He had had a reason to fight back though, this kid didn't seem to have that reason yet. His slumped shoulders and down cast eyes were signs of defeat and embarrassment. N'kal knew all about that, though it seemed so very long ago. He gave a bit of a shrug and with a bit less roughness said, "No worries kid. I've been in your shoes before." Torath gave a warble and without dumping too much water around them, moved so that he could drop his large head down, his very large eye swirling as he looked the boy over. What is his name?, Torath asked quietly. N'kal gave a bit of a half chuckle and said out loud, "Good question, What's your name kid. I'm N'kal, and this great beast is Torath."
N'kal lifted a brow slightly, dripping from head to toe with rain water, and gave a grunt, though it might not have been heard over the constant patter of falling rain. Torath swung his head around, his eyes swirling in cool colors of amusement, flecked with the slight concern N'kal himself rarely showed. He rumbled at the boy and watched what N'kal most likely could not see very well at that distance in the rain, then said, He will live I think, seems it is just his nose that is bleeding. 'I never died from a nose bleed.', was his response, almost amused and gave Torath another pat to his side.
He then watched as the kid looked around, N'kal wasn't sure why, no one was going to bother him now, not with a 35 foot bronze and one grizzled old rider standing near by. It didn't dawn at him at all that he might have been afraid to come near them, or that he may have had other things to do, places to go and what not. He just wanted to make sure he was okay.
He watched the kid's body language and saw a bit of himself before he had started fighting back. He had had a reason to fight back though, this kid didn't seem to have that reason yet. His slumped shoulders and down cast eyes were signs of defeat and embarrassment. N'kal knew all about that, though it seemed so very long ago. He gave a bit of a shrug and with a bit less roughness said, "No worries kid. I've been in your shoes before." Torath gave a warble and without dumping too much water around them, moved so that he could drop his large head down, his very large eye swirling as he looked the boy over. What is his name?, Torath asked quietly. N'kal gave a bit of a half chuckle and said out loud, "Good question, What's your name kid. I'm N'kal, and this great beast is Torath."
