25.Aug.19, 12:31 PM
"Sh'ran," C'dhin tested it out and found Dyoricath had the right idea. It was a good name, smooth, and flowed off the tongue nicely. No doubt he'd still accidentally say Misharan for a while or use a nickname but C'dhin knew his friend wasn't the sort to care. Actually, Sh'ran likely would hate it if people stopped using nicknames with him. That was one thing that sucked about not having a tight group of friends before Impressing; not many knew or remembered his given name and he didn't have many people that used it or a name stemming from it anyway.
I guess that name is good. But M'ra would have been funnier. Tell him I still love him despite the name and I want to meet Dyoricath as soon as he's up for it! C'dhin smiled at his dragon's demanding messages, knowing she was doing her best to respect the little dragonet by not simply speaking to Sh'ran herself like she used to. Hopefully once Dyoricath was stronger and could handle it, he'd be okay with Coroth's occasional intrusion to greet her friend. If not, he supposed he was going to be playing messenger a lot more.
"Coroth hoped you would get M'ra. Apparently she likes how it sounds like someone shouting as they jump out to scare you," he sighed, but knew Sh'ran would see the humour in it. Coroth had her own brand of humour and Sh'ran seemed to like it or at least humoured her attempts at humour. "And she still loves you and will do her best to patiently wait to meet Dyoricath."
C'dhin fell silent after he passed along the message, simply enjoying the time spent with a friend. It was also obvious how tired that friend was and how little he seemed inclined to move. In case he was close to or actually asleep, C'dhin did his best not to move and didn't speak again, not wanting to ruin the moment. He remembered how little sleep he could get at times after Coroth hatched and she had been a healthy baby. He couldn't begin imagining the fear racing through Sh'ran right then and how it must keep him awake.
"Coroth hoped you would get M'ra. Apparently she likes how it sounds like someone shouting as they jump out to scare you," he sighed, but knew Sh'ran would see the humour in it. Coroth had her own brand of humour and Sh'ran seemed to like it or at least humoured her attempts at humour. "And she still loves you and will do her best to patiently wait to meet Dyoricath."
C'dhin fell silent after he passed along the message, simply enjoying the time spent with a friend. It was also obvious how tired that friend was and how little he seemed inclined to move. In case he was close to or actually asleep, C'dhin did his best not to move and didn't speak again, not wanting to ruin the moment. He remembered how little sleep he could get at times after Coroth hatched and she had been a healthy baby. He couldn't begin imagining the fear racing through Sh'ran right then and how it must keep him awake.