30.Jan.12, 03:03 PM
Ronarth turned towards Grith and let out a deep rumble of greeting, but it was subdued,. He knew the green wasn't exactly fond of his color, though he never understood why. He knew some of his own bronze brethren weren't always kindly towards the little greens and blues, but that made no sense to him either. That made greens like Grith make even less sense; if he was one of the bronzes who went out of his way to be kind regardless of color, why didn't she like him?!
He decided not to be troubled by it. He exhaled and looked back towards Larrikith. Easier for us, harder for them he said. He might have agreed with Larrikith, were life not so hard for his bonded. D'ren's stress levels blinded Ronarth to the warmth and leisure Katila offered them. It was a dragon's paradise, a rider's hell.
He then watched as Larrikith took off. He might have assumed she was trying to evade them, but Ronarth knew this green wasn't likely to say something she didn't mean. When he was invited, he released the cliff side and dropped into a passing gust of wind, easily catching himself and rising into the air beside her. Of course he said, gentle and mellow. It was a good day to fly, and as a dragon, Ronarth enjoyed such simple pleasures.
He decided not to be troubled by it. He exhaled and looked back towards Larrikith. Easier for us, harder for them he said. He might have agreed with Larrikith, were life not so hard for his bonded. D'ren's stress levels blinded Ronarth to the warmth and leisure Katila offered them. It was a dragon's paradise, a rider's hell.
He then watched as Larrikith took off. He might have assumed she was trying to evade them, but Ronarth knew this green wasn't likely to say something she didn't mean. When he was invited, he released the cliff side and dropped into a passing gust of wind, easily catching himself and rising into the air beside her. Of course he said, gentle and mellow. It was a good day to fly, and as a dragon, Ronarth enjoyed such simple pleasures.