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27.Oct.16, 05:18 PM
Even with as much time had passed; had it really been only eight turns since B'jin had taken her from her home? Kahleena was still surprised with how suddenly mind could snap back to either that moment or the day Okalinath had risen for the first time.
It was true that both occasions had terrified her, in different ways but the bitter taste of fear that burned down her throat almost forcing it closed with the rising tide of panic that came racing along her veins like ice water down from the mountains. Kahleena had the reaction mostly under control now; at least she liked to believe she did.
In fact, she no longer immediately went to panic when the familiar heat started to build in her limbs and caused her dragon to become brilliant in her golden shine.
You're moping again
The voice was intrusive, it had surprised her on the day of Impression but very welcome and now Kahleena found it far more comforting than had initially been the case. She found it impossible to put into exact how words how she felt about Okalinath You love me, silly beloved. Just like I love you even when you are a stick-in-the-mud <<Yes, yes. You big scaly eating machine. I love you and I wasn't moping...the view, well...it made me sentimental>> which was true.
While Telgar was not exactly the same as Ruatha, standing in view of the mountains there was just enough to turn her thoughts in that direction.
Sentimental is moping. It just sounds less silly she felt her lips smiling even though she wanted to hold into some of the sensation of sadness that had carried over from her introspection <<You're impossible. I thought you were sleeping actually...>> Kahleena added as she turned on one heel and started to walk back down into the main sections of the Weyr.
It wouldn't be long before she came across someone. Kahleena was hoping it wouldn't be N'vian though He is very dashing; you should talk to him more. Then you won't stumble over words it was wonderfully sound advice which at least for now Kahleena was failing utterly in either following or appreciating <<You best not be shouting this like normal>> the fairly gentle reprimand enough to secure a feeling of indignation but no shy embarrassment that would suggest Kahleena would need to spend at least the rest of the day bright red.
Well you can't avoid him forever - and! I am getting better with my volume... though Kahleena certainly expected that Okalinath would need reminding from time to time no matter how old.
It was true that both occasions had terrified her, in different ways but the bitter taste of fear that burned down her throat almost forcing it closed with the rising tide of panic that came racing along her veins like ice water down from the mountains. Kahleena had the reaction mostly under control now; at least she liked to believe she did.
In fact, she no longer immediately went to panic when the familiar heat started to build in her limbs and caused her dragon to become brilliant in her golden shine.
You're moping again
The voice was intrusive, it had surprised her on the day of Impression but very welcome and now Kahleena found it far more comforting than had initially been the case. She found it impossible to put into exact how words how she felt about Okalinath You love me, silly beloved. Just like I love you even when you are a stick-in-the-mud <<Yes, yes. You big scaly eating machine. I love you and I wasn't moping...the view, well...it made me sentimental>> which was true.
While Telgar was not exactly the same as Ruatha, standing in view of the mountains there was just enough to turn her thoughts in that direction.
Sentimental is moping. It just sounds less silly she felt her lips smiling even though she wanted to hold into some of the sensation of sadness that had carried over from her introspection <<You're impossible. I thought you were sleeping actually...>> Kahleena added as she turned on one heel and started to walk back down into the main sections of the Weyr.
It wouldn't be long before she came across someone. Kahleena was hoping it wouldn't be N'vian though He is very dashing; you should talk to him more. Then you won't stumble over words it was wonderfully sound advice which at least for now Kahleena was failing utterly in either following or appreciating <<You best not be shouting this like normal>> the fairly gentle reprimand enough to secure a feeling of indignation but no shy embarrassment that would suggest Kahleena would need to spend at least the rest of the day bright red.
Well you can't avoid him forever - and! I am getting better with my volume... though Kahleena certainly expected that Okalinath would need reminding from time to time no matter how old.
