02.Mar.12, 03:38 PM
It certainly was a strange look! Strange enough that Ronarth's eyes widened and whirled with just a bit of perplexed yellow, his head tilting comically to one side like that of a canine. Confused but unsure how to articulate his concerns, the bronze just looked back at her, subtly craning his neck forward to sniff at her, as if her scent held all the answers.
D'ren showed up at the door before Ronarth could figure out what to say. It wasn't that Lym had done anything wrong, it was just Ronarth's innate simplicity confusing him. D'ren could sense that something was off, but it wasn't unusual. Many things confused Ronarth. Most things confused Ronarth.
"That's not a problem," he said as he stepped outside. Tsuen was still asleep and he didn't want to wake her. He winked playfully. "Thanks for checking in. I've been feeling much better." He still felt the weight of occupational stress, but his headaches were at least a bit better. He also felt great relief at the appearance of the clutch. Now if only Nirinath would clutch gold...
"Ah, thank you," he said as her next compliment. Well, there's a sign. I guess I really should dress up he mused. Ronarth rumbled in agreement and began the process of creeping around the corner of the hut, not unlike a feline stalking prey. I like it when you wear those colors. It makes you look kind of like me! the dragon said, eyeing D'ren's tan and brown outfit with approval.
"And how are you doing, Lymsleia?"
D'ren showed up at the door before Ronarth could figure out what to say. It wasn't that Lym had done anything wrong, it was just Ronarth's innate simplicity confusing him. D'ren could sense that something was off, but it wasn't unusual. Many things confused Ronarth. Most things confused Ronarth.
"That's not a problem," he said as he stepped outside. Tsuen was still asleep and he didn't want to wake her. He winked playfully. "Thanks for checking in. I've been feeling much better." He still felt the weight of occupational stress, but his headaches were at least a bit better. He also felt great relief at the appearance of the clutch. Now if only Nirinath would clutch gold...
"Ah, thank you," he said as her next compliment. Well, there's a sign. I guess I really should dress up he mused. Ronarth rumbled in agreement and began the process of creeping around the corner of the hut, not unlike a feline stalking prey. I like it when you wear those colors. It makes you look kind of like me! the dragon said, eyeing D'ren's tan and brown outfit with approval.
"And how are you doing, Lymsleia?"