23.Aug.13, 08:22 PM
It pleased O'wain greatly to see Ghalath relax and unable to resist he mentally labeled himself the 'dragonwhisper'.
Hardly, I think she just realized you are so not a threat, the brown commented, sinking below the water to enjoy the cooler depths.
O'wain chuckled, then laughed as he heard Z'jan talk about floating about a flooded Katila on a raft with a candidate's robe as a sail. "If we all did that, every candidate we have will end up naked on the sands come hatching."
"Not all blueriders are always sporting boners, some browns do to. Browns are great dragons they aren't limited to chasing greens, a fast one with good endurance may even get a queen. Not that I would let Nishkath chase a senior queen...the last thing I want is being shouldered with serious responsibilities. I can do it but life is much more fun when the challenges in it, don't come along with a huge headache of responsibility." O'wain chuckled again. "But yes, tanned cocks, they do exist and not just on Igen men. Most of them naturally are dark and tan even darker."
"A Whole new definition of a 'tanned ass'" O'wain knew of other ways to tan an ass and it didn't require any sun. Not that he was much into the rougher stuff but spanking he didn't mind. More to give than to receive. "So, this mean I won't find any tan lines on you?"
"Sounds like a good plan," O'wain agreed, heading in the opposite direction Z'jan indicated he will look for wood. "Oh if you seem some fresh fruit, pick a few. They do make good cooling treats after a good meal."
Heading into the treeline he quickly searched for dry branches and found a few. O'wain laid his shirt onto the ground, arms spread out and piled the wood on top. He didn't need a huge among of wood and he already planned to cook the meat in the leaves he wrapped them in. Spotting some dark berries, the sort used in bubbly pies and often eaten by wherries to supplement their usual diet of flesh, O'wain gathered some. As he didn't want to squish the berries he carefully filled a pouch.
The last thing he gathered was a long straight stick he could use to poke and prod the fire and keep the leaf wrapped meat cooking evenly on the coals.
Once he had enough wood and berries, O'wain used the sleeves of hsi shirt to wrap around the bundle and carried it back to where he left Z'jan.
"We have enough wood for a good fire," O'wain said cheerfully. "The only other thing we need we can get at edge of the lake. A couple flat stones would make a perfect surface to place the food on while it cooks."
O'wain chuckled, then laughed as he heard Z'jan talk about floating about a flooded Katila on a raft with a candidate's robe as a sail. "If we all did that, every candidate we have will end up naked on the sands come hatching."
"Not all blueriders are always sporting boners, some browns do to. Browns are great dragons they aren't limited to chasing greens, a fast one with good endurance may even get a queen. Not that I would let Nishkath chase a senior queen...the last thing I want is being shouldered with serious responsibilities. I can do it but life is much more fun when the challenges in it, don't come along with a huge headache of responsibility." O'wain chuckled again. "But yes, tanned cocks, they do exist and not just on Igen men. Most of them naturally are dark and tan even darker."
"A Whole new definition of a 'tanned ass'" O'wain knew of other ways to tan an ass and it didn't require any sun. Not that he was much into the rougher stuff but spanking he didn't mind. More to give than to receive. "So, this mean I won't find any tan lines on you?"
"Sounds like a good plan," O'wain agreed, heading in the opposite direction Z'jan indicated he will look for wood. "Oh if you seem some fresh fruit, pick a few. They do make good cooling treats after a good meal."
Heading into the treeline he quickly searched for dry branches and found a few. O'wain laid his shirt onto the ground, arms spread out and piled the wood on top. He didn't need a huge among of wood and he already planned to cook the meat in the leaves he wrapped them in. Spotting some dark berries, the sort used in bubbly pies and often eaten by wherries to supplement their usual diet of flesh, O'wain gathered some. As he didn't want to squish the berries he carefully filled a pouch.
The last thing he gathered was a long straight stick he could use to poke and prod the fire and keep the leaf wrapped meat cooking evenly on the coals.
Once he had enough wood and berries, O'wain used the sleeves of hsi shirt to wrap around the bundle and carried it back to where he left Z'jan.
"We have enough wood for a good fire," O'wain said cheerfully. "The only other thing we need we can get at edge of the lake. A couple flat stones would make a perfect surface to place the food on while it cooks."