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06.Jun.13, 11:54 PM
As soon as she was sure that Berani wanted to go, Ravana passed her to B'jin with a warm smile. She was pretty sure it wasn't mutual, but she did like the harper. Berani squirmed and hugged him, then grinned at him. The dragon was dropped, Stubborn catching it mid air. Ignoring the firelizard's swoop, Berani showed B'jin the pipes she wore on a string around her neck, functional but toddler sized. Ravana shook her head at her daughter's actions and whistled the tiny gold to her. Stubborn relinquished plushie with a proud chirp and Ravana smoothed the fur gently, praising the lizard.
"Hi. I hope I'm not intruding." Ravana hesitated. "I came to give D'ren Tsereni's birthday present from me. I'd have waited but...." She shrugged. How did one explain living with a bronzerider, a journeyman weaver and her baby, a whole fair of fire lizards, and the occasionally puppies, canines, and Terken? She thought a moment. "I didn't want it to get swallowed up by the chaos." Going back and forth as she was between her own and B'runs hut, she tended to misplace everything lately. Including, once, Berani. Luckily she'd found outside, playing Olemuth something that might, charitably, be called a tune on her reed pipe.
Warm eyes touched on Berani. She was improving, though Ravana had distracted her from requests to learn the birthday song for Tsereni. Luckily Berani was young enough that all a distraction took was Stubborn cuddling her. While Berani's playing was sometimes recognizable tunes, Ravana didn't want to give D'ren a bigger headache. She shyly slipped inside and offered him the bottled juices, still cold, and Tsereni's plushie.
She spoke softly. D'ren had been quite firm with her on her tendancy to understate things so she didn't say she was fine as she usually would. "I'm well. Stubborn's training is coming along good. Pulling Berani from the creche added lots of chaos to my life, but B'run seems to enjoy having her around more often and her furniture will be done soon. I said I'd have Shanith check on him and the crafter suddenly decided to bump my order to the front of the line. Really odd, but she'll have a room of her own soon. How are you doing? Did that tea help with the err...?"
Shanith distraced Ronarth then with a happy pounce on him, trying to double team the large bronze with Larrikith. "...Happy dragon headaches?" It was how she referred to her own Shanith induced headaches, though oddly being around B'run when he was smoking seemed to keep them at bay. She wouldn't ever say that, though. She was supposed to try and nag him into stopping. She thought.
Ravana paused then asked, "And how has Tsereni been?"
"Hi. I hope I'm not intruding." Ravana hesitated. "I came to give D'ren Tsereni's birthday present from me. I'd have waited but...." She shrugged. How did one explain living with a bronzerider, a journeyman weaver and her baby, a whole fair of fire lizards, and the occasionally puppies, canines, and Terken? She thought a moment. "I didn't want it to get swallowed up by the chaos." Going back and forth as she was between her own and B'runs hut, she tended to misplace everything lately. Including, once, Berani. Luckily she'd found outside, playing Olemuth something that might, charitably, be called a tune on her reed pipe.
Warm eyes touched on Berani. She was improving, though Ravana had distracted her from requests to learn the birthday song for Tsereni. Luckily Berani was young enough that all a distraction took was Stubborn cuddling her. While Berani's playing was sometimes recognizable tunes, Ravana didn't want to give D'ren a bigger headache. She shyly slipped inside and offered him the bottled juices, still cold, and Tsereni's plushie.
She spoke softly. D'ren had been quite firm with her on her tendancy to understate things so she didn't say she was fine as she usually would. "I'm well. Stubborn's training is coming along good. Pulling Berani from the creche added lots of chaos to my life, but B'run seems to enjoy having her around more often and her furniture will be done soon. I said I'd have Shanith check on him and the crafter suddenly decided to bump my order to the front of the line. Really odd, but she'll have a room of her own soon. How are you doing? Did that tea help with the err...?"
Shanith distraced Ronarth then with a happy pounce on him, trying to double team the large bronze with Larrikith. "...Happy dragon headaches?" It was how she referred to her own Shanith induced headaches, though oddly being around B'run when he was smoking seemed to keep them at bay. She wouldn't ever say that, though. She was supposed to try and nag him into stopping. She thought.
Ravana paused then asked, "And how has Tsereni been?"
