08.Oct.13, 07:51 PM
Casa nodded eagerly, willing to keep their little secret if it meant learning things from people she didn't get to learn otherwise. Trotting over obediently, she grabbed his hand, helping haul him to his feet. She immediately begin to dust sand off of him, like she would any other friend. Maybe he wanted to be covered in sand, but she frankly didn't think it was the best look for him, and she didn't want to get a face full of sand while they were putting on straps or flying. Sand didn't taste great.
"Now...straps...I know mostly what they are for." She felt it should be pretty obvious what they were for, honestly, but some people didn't seem to want to know. Or didn't care. She did, though. "We use them to keep us on dragonback. Kind of an important thing, if you ask me." She offered him a cheeky grin, eyes dancing in delight.
"I don't know much beyond that...leather straps, and you have to repair them." She made a face then. She was NOT a seamstress, and leather was even harder then the linen and stuff that clothing was made from. She didn't want to think about that hurdle of being a rider just yet. Because it would be something she'd had to deal with. Maybe she could bribe someone else to help? Hmm.
"So...what's it like to ride bareback? I promise I won't tell anyone, but it sounds exhilarating. All that air and space and...you must be really brave, I imagine . It'd be scary too. Imagine if you fell." She shuddered softly, shaking her head for a moment. "Anyway, what's it like?" She waited patiently for him so they could start working with straps.
"Now...straps...I know mostly what they are for." She felt it should be pretty obvious what they were for, honestly, but some people didn't seem to want to know. Or didn't care. She did, though. "We use them to keep us on dragonback. Kind of an important thing, if you ask me." She offered him a cheeky grin, eyes dancing in delight.
"I don't know much beyond that...leather straps, and you have to repair them." She made a face then. She was NOT a seamstress, and leather was even harder then the linen and stuff that clothing was made from. She didn't want to think about that hurdle of being a rider just yet. Because it would be something she'd had to deal with. Maybe she could bribe someone else to help? Hmm.
"So...what's it like to ride bareback? I promise I won't tell anyone, but it sounds exhilarating. All that air and space and...you must be really brave, I imagine . It'd be scary too. Imagine if you fell." She shuddered softly, shaking her head for a moment. "Anyway, what's it like?" She waited patiently for him so they could start working with straps.