Overrated Revenge [J'ver]

Rage.  Shanith had cornered the teenager, kept him close by while the greenrider sewed up the cut on the lizard's side.  Redwort, numbweed had been applied and she'd bandaged the wound, overlaying her anger with calm to keep her flitter from panicking.  Flit hovered overhead, the green plainly worried about her friend. 

She had coaxed the flitter into her sling after, not wanting her flitting around just yet.  A look outside the window of her hut showed that Shanith was still keeping the boy there. 

Rage.  He'd hurt her flit.  He'd tried to hurt one she was responsible for.  He'd hurt her Stubborn.  She'd make him pay.  She'd extract the cost from his hide in blood.  She'd...

A tug on her shirt and she looked down into big eyes.  Berani pointed to Stubborn, a question on her face.  "She'll be fine.  Just a scratch."  Ravana crouched, smiling at her daughter, trying to contain the rage.  "Why don't you go see B'jin?  I'm sure he'd enjoy seeing the picture you drew of Larrikith."  Her daughter nodded and went, Ravana looking up to see a bronze bulk follow her.  Berani would be safe.

She looked out at the teenager, the interaction having forced her to think.  She couldn't extract the price of this in blood.  Not over a flit.  She was just a greenrider, and a generally known troublemaking incompetent at that.  And the ruction it would cause...

She nearly took him to S'kef.  Except like her there would be blood if he knew the teenager had targeted his flit.  And she suspected that like her, there would be a chance of a body.  S'kef cared for the flit and that meant he would be protective over her. 

Rilaleeyth's.  He'll be discreet and distant enough from this to handle it properly.

He'll be annoyed.  Ravana hmmed.  Shanith took the opportunity to turn her rider's mind from how she was going to drown the teenager in the lake to how to bribe J'ver.  But maybe bribable.  He makes his own clothes and likes plants...I have that length of sky blue fabric, and some of yellow...And I can give him some of my bulbs from last year.  I don't think he has Blood Petals in his garden, or I can give him pomegranate cuttings next week.  I need to thin out my bushes.  Ravana grew some of her own fruit and most of her own herbs for oils, though her garden tended towards wild and unruly instead of ordered and calm...except for her herb containers.

Shanith took that as a eys, and reached for Rilaleeyth.  Would yours happen to have a moment to come see mine.  She is having a problem he would be uniquely able to manage and promises to try and make it worth his while.  THe dragon felt her rider's mind slip her grip and added, Soon would be great, I'm not sure how much longer I can keep her from killing siad problem.

Ravana tried to calm the rage, felt it surface again after a fidget and pained creel from her flit.  She picked Stubborn up and petted her with a low reassurance, once again struggling with the urge to wipe the teenager's existence from the planet.  Stubborn was hers, he had hurt her and for that he needed to pay.  She just...  Temper.  And no, you can't use him to fertilize your garden.  Or J'ver's garden.

"I can stake him out in the jungle for the whers and felines." 

No, Ravana.  The green was no longer sure if she was holding the too stupid to be frightened teen so he could be dealt with or shielding him from her rider.  Even now she could hear him ranting about how a mere greenrider couldn't hold him like this and he was going to tell everyone how mean Ravana was when he was released.  And he would kill both her flitters next time. 

Shanith was glad hers had her windows closed.  If she had heard that there would be blood.  She felt her rider pause and stride towards the door.  She'd heard.  Calm Ravana!  He thinks flitters killed his father's dragon.  She shifted a bit, knocked the teen over with a nudge to his chest, then planted a foot on him.  Next, she extended her tail to lean on the door so Ravana couldn't get it open.  She hoped Rilaleeyth's arrived soon!

"Damnit Shanith, let me out!!!!"

Rilaleeyth's is on his way.  I am sure he will be more creative than you'll be.  And less likely to leave blood on the grass.

He hurt Stubborn!!!  Shanith sighed.  Hopefully Rilaleeyth's could also make her rider be reasonable, or something resembling reasonable.  It didn't help that Ravana had thought her flitter dead until she'd picked her up.