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19.Jan.13, 03:44 AM
Rhaedalyn smiled at the permission though it was a small one. She was self-conscious about her teeth that seemed so big and uniform to her that they were usually hidden behind a hand but since she was holding Muffin, she did her best to restrain her excitement. Slowly she reached out toward Ilveriath. He wasn’t the first dragon she had touched given she had been at Katila for several turns and often spent time with V’zire and Niskziath but he was still a new dragon and even with his sweet encouragements, she didn’t want to startle either of them. However, once her hand touched his smooth hide, all previous efforts were forgotten and she beamed at Ilveriath and then I’shan as she petted the kind dragon. How was it that there were people in the world that didn’t like these majestic creatures?
Before she could comment or even thank them both for letting her touch Ilveriath, I’shan mentioned giving rides and Rhaedalyn froze in the petting and gawked wide-eyed at the rider. “O-oh! I wouldn’t want to impose!” That was awfully kind of I’shan but could she really accept such an offer or take it seriously? From the little she knew about I’shan she believed it wasn’t a ploy to get them alone together so he could have his wicked way with her – mostly because she was female. If her assumption was correct I’shan hung out in the same boat as V’zire, which kind of made him a safe bluerider to spend time with, right? It wasn’t like she was being a colourist with that thought, but Rhaedalyn heard the gossip and knew how wild some blueriders could get but she wanted to believe I’shan knew his limits.
Besides, was she really dressed for such an adventure right then and with adorable Muffin being so young was it okay to fly? Well, she supposed it wouldn’t hurt Muffin any since the little fellow came out of his egg with wings flapping and flying after food so it was really only her own hesitation holding her back on a proper answer. “I would like to, it doesn’t have to be now though if you’re busy of course. And I’m not sure how well a long skirt works as riding gear.” She did own two pairs of pants but Rhaedalyn preferred not to wear them unless she was helping with a gathering chore or knew in advance she would do some flying.
Before she could comment or even thank them both for letting her touch Ilveriath, I’shan mentioned giving rides and Rhaedalyn froze in the petting and gawked wide-eyed at the rider. “O-oh! I wouldn’t want to impose!” That was awfully kind of I’shan but could she really accept such an offer or take it seriously? From the little she knew about I’shan she believed it wasn’t a ploy to get them alone together so he could have his wicked way with her – mostly because she was female. If her assumption was correct I’shan hung out in the same boat as V’zire, which kind of made him a safe bluerider to spend time with, right? It wasn’t like she was being a colourist with that thought, but Rhaedalyn heard the gossip and knew how wild some blueriders could get but she wanted to believe I’shan knew his limits.
Besides, was she really dressed for such an adventure right then and with adorable Muffin being so young was it okay to fly? Well, she supposed it wouldn’t hurt Muffin any since the little fellow came out of his egg with wings flapping and flying after food so it was really only her own hesitation holding her back on a proper answer. “I would like to, it doesn’t have to be now though if you’re busy of course. And I’m not sure how well a long skirt works as riding gear.” She did own two pairs of pants but Rhaedalyn preferred not to wear them unless she was helping with a gathering chore or knew in advance she would do some flying.
