26.Jul.19, 01:16 PM
Ameris had trusted that Casa and Thallyath would be fine. Trusted that the girl and her small gold were mature enough to deal with their own touching, but she'd been wrong. Oh she didn't know that when it was beginning but she knew it now. Knew it in the sudden rage that enveloped her normally calm gold. She could feel Mizeath's outrage and anger as well as she could feel her own. Mizeath? she questioned the gold as she handed Eris to the maid. The little girl didn't complain as her mother basically threw her at the woman, clearly used to the rough handling that happened sometimes and waved a happy goodbye to the mother that darted out the door.
She could hear the roaring, the shrieking and the hatching sands stank of vomit. What the fuck was going on here?THALLYATH! she reached the hatching sands in time to see her brilliant gold sink into the sands and felt every ounce of command Mizeath possessed leeching into her voice. Be STILL and calm yourself, immediately. Mizeath was much larger than Thallyath and used her bulk to crowd the smaller gold. Ameris had a moment's fear that Thallyath would turn on MIzeath and it was felt by the gold. Be settled, rider of mine, clear your mind and do not think of it. If you can not, you must leave. Now, Mosiath, I may need your assistance in this, Mizeath told Ameris even as she called for her mate.
I trust you to take care of this, Ameris told her with renewed confidence. Any doubt could harm Mizeath and Ameris could not allow that to happen. So instead she moved towards Casa, skirting the golds that could battle at any moment, "Casa!" she shouted above the noise, "What is the meaning of this? What happened here?"
Mizeath mantled her wings, spreading them to cover Faxxonth and the candidates.You will stop Thallyath. None will die here today, my dear, calm yourself. It is the fault of no one what has transpired. Be still for once, . Mizeath could not allow Thallyath to continue her actions. She could not allow her to kill the blue or the candidates. Or the eggs that contained a new generation. It would reflect badly on Ista and her rider, and Mizeath could not allow that to happen. She would kill the smaller gold first if she had too.
She could hear the roaring, the shrieking and the hatching sands stank of vomit. What the fuck was going on here?
I trust you to take care of this, Ameris told her with renewed confidence. Any doubt could harm Mizeath and Ameris could not allow that to happen. So instead she moved towards Casa, skirting the golds that could battle at any moment, "Casa!" she shouted above the noise, "What is the meaning of this? What happened here?"
Mizeath mantled her wings, spreading them to cover Faxxonth and the candidates.