27.Feb.21, 09:43 PM
Jimeleah looked around her weyr and nodded. "I suppose it is pretty large. I think it belonged to a brown before, maybe a bronze." She smirked as she took a sip of her klah. "I'm waiting for them to tell me there was some sort of terrible mistake and I'll need to move to a smaller one. Jam would probably like that, honestly."
After another sip she glanced over in her dragon's general direction, amused that Jammerith had decided the blue was acceptable to cuddle. She turned her attention back to L'tri and nodded, "She just likes to squish into small spaces in general. When she was even tinier it wasn't so bad with her trying to fit under beds and behind things, but she still tries to fit there. Last week she tried to get under the table. Nice that she seems to have made a friend this time at least. Not sure how long that will last for though. She's... particular."
There's nothing wrong with being more selective. Jammerith grumbled and huffed slightly, tucking her nose against Jedreth for some more cozy warmth. So far the blue seemed acceptable enough, but it was still too early to tell either way. For now, after her harrowing adventure, she was content to accept some cuddles and comfort. Jimeleah smirked at the response in amusement and decided to change the subject. "So what about you, L'tri. Does yours ever give you such strange and bizarre problems? And do you help out in the creche? Or just have kids of your own?"
After another sip she glanced over in her dragon's general direction, amused that Jammerith had decided the blue was acceptable to cuddle. She turned her attention back to L'tri and nodded, "She just likes to squish into small spaces in general. When she was even tinier it wasn't so bad with her trying to fit under beds and behind things, but she still tries to fit there. Last week she tried to get under the table. Nice that she seems to have made a friend this time at least. Not sure how long that will last for though. She's... particular."