06.Apr.14, 02:28 AM
Tavynia was many things; even patience was sometimes a virtue she could possess but she had waited long enough. Ryvian had dodged her every time she tried to have a proper talk with him and now he had gone and Impressed! It wasn’t fair. She had something important to say and the bastard needed to hear it even if she had to lock him in a room and possibly even tie him down. No doubt the jerk would like that too much and be distracted in the end anyway.
Frustration finally set in enough that after a seven day of waiting for Ryvian and his little dragon – a blue, she pouted mournfully for the millionth time since the Hatching – to settle into being together she sought them out. If it was possible, she’d prefer to avoid the dragon but she doubted she’d be that lucky. Dragonets seemed glued to their bonded’s side but it wasn’t like Tavynia could blame the little guy; Ryvian was nice to be attached to.
After dinner, she sought out the new blue weyrling and flopped down beside him once Ryvian was found under a tree near the hot springs relaxing beside the sleeping dragonet. “We need to talk. Like, weeks ago.” Tavynia didn’t do her usually greeting and definitely avoided even hugging the man. No way was she going to upset a dragonet, even a blue one, and get yelled at by anyone. She just waited with an expectant glance as Ryvian blinked and shifted, probably wondering how he could run.
Frustration finally set in enough that after a seven day of waiting for Ryvian and his little dragon – a blue, she pouted mournfully for the millionth time since the Hatching – to settle into being together she sought them out. If it was possible, she’d prefer to avoid the dragon but she doubted she’d be that lucky. Dragonets seemed glued to their bonded’s side but it wasn’t like Tavynia could blame the little guy; Ryvian was nice to be attached to.
After dinner, she sought out the new blue weyrling and flopped down beside him once Ryvian was found under a tree near the hot springs relaxing beside the sleeping dragonet. “We need to talk. Like, weeks ago.” Tavynia didn’t do her usually greeting and definitely avoided even hugging the man. No way was she going to upset a dragonet, even a blue one, and get yelled at by anyone. She just waited with an expectant glance as Ryvian blinked and shifted, probably wondering how he could run.