28.Jan.12, 07:08 AM
Larrikith startled, badly, at the sound of Ronarth speaking her name so out of the blue, and as a result turned a disgruntled glare upon the larger dragon as he appeared out of between with a burst of cold air she could have done without. Snorting, Larrikith gave her wings an irritable twitch, before letting herself relax. Ronarth meant no harm, and she was in too placid a mood at present to bother getting antsy with him.
Ronarth, she returned solemnly, her tone relaxed and almost warm as her eyes whirled slowly. Larrikith was particularly fond of her time to herself - it was relaxing, to be able to take to the skies on a whim, and know her bonded would be safe (so long as the idiot didn't go wandering) from both the predators that roamed the outskirts of Katila's boundaries, and from other humans. It was something she wouldn't have dreamed of allowing up North, now or before Then. B'jin just wasn't careful enough to be without her careful guardianship.
Alive, was her response to his question, eyes sparkling up in amusement and whirling a touch faster. Her tail twitched, and her position changed as the small green dragon curled up into a sitting position and looked regally over at her bronze leader as he impersonated a clinging shell-fish. What do you want?
Larrikith wasn't intending to be rude, or abrupt. She was simply curious and her tone portrayed that, some, as it came out lilted with curiosity as opposed to her usual snarky bite. She continued to watch him for a moment more, before her gaze once more turned downwards and focused on the landscape between herself and Katila Weyr.
Telgar has nothing on Katila, a simple statement, said with both disdain for her Hatching-ground, and deep pride for their hard worked home. Larrikith knew that Then was a bad time, and she did her best to avoid the memories that seemed to be permanently stuck in her mind, even when she would forget something else that must have been important. But, Now was better, because of it. Their home was better. Their riders were safer. And only the Snatched brought down the average attitude at Katila, at least as far as she was concerned.
Ronarth, she returned solemnly, her tone relaxed and almost warm as her eyes whirled slowly. Larrikith was particularly fond of her time to herself - it was relaxing, to be able to take to the skies on a whim, and know her bonded would be safe (so long as the idiot didn't go wandering) from both the predators that roamed the outskirts of Katila's boundaries, and from other humans. It was something she wouldn't have dreamed of allowing up North, now or before Then. B'jin just wasn't careful enough to be without her careful guardianship.
Alive, was her response to his question, eyes sparkling up in amusement and whirling a touch faster. Her tail twitched, and her position changed as the small green dragon curled up into a sitting position and looked regally over at her bronze leader as he impersonated a clinging shell-fish. What do you want?
Larrikith wasn't intending to be rude, or abrupt. She was simply curious and her tone portrayed that, some, as it came out lilted with curiosity as opposed to her usual snarky bite. She continued to watch him for a moment more, before her gaze once more turned downwards and focused on the landscape between herself and Katila Weyr.
Telgar has nothing on Katila, a simple statement, said with both disdain for her Hatching-ground, and deep pride for their hard worked home. Larrikith knew that Then was a bad time, and she did her best to avoid the memories that seemed to be permanently stuck in her mind, even when she would forget something else that must have been important. But, Now was better, because of it. Their home was better. Their riders were safer. And only the Snatched brought down the average attitude at Katila, at least as far as she was concerned.