23.Feb.13, 02:12 AM
R’nya had been waiting, sitting quietly at the table after he had finished his morning routine. It was, after all, only a matter of time before he was accosted by half a fair of firelizards, or a pair of giggling girls on his doorstep. As he moved to put away his mug after his latest glass of klah, there was a soft knock on the door and a soft, barely heard ‘you promised!’ floated through. R’nya turned slowly toward the door, waiting to see if it would actually open. She ran off. There is a basket here. A pause. You have better things to do, than babysit a pair of stupid girls. R’nya arched an eyebrow at his dragon, and silenced him without focusing on any particular thought as he pulled his boots on and made his way out of the hut. The basket received an amused glance, before he picked it up and poked through it curiously as he made his way to the meeting place.
Stormy grey eyes looked up as he passed the last of the huts and the cover on the basket was patted lightly back into place, the bronzeriders usual stoic expression falling back into place with ease as he spotted the two young women bouncing around together with the fair of firelizards he had been expecting to pull him out of bed before the sun had even risen; it wouldn’t have been the first time!You let them get away with too much. I enjoy their company. Xyreith huffed, and flicked a wing in distaste as he sprawled out elegantly in the early morning sun, grunting distastefully when Okalianth took it upon herself to join him, the young gold landing a few feet away and sitting demurely. Xyreith eyed her distrustfully.
“Good morning, ladies.” R’nya greeted the young pair with a modest half-bow, adjusting the basket he had been dumped with to the other arm. “Shall we?” The bronzerider watched the firelizards fluttering around for a moment before turning his attention expectantly upon the young women.
Stormy grey eyes looked up as he passed the last of the huts and the cover on the basket was patted lightly back into place, the bronzeriders usual stoic expression falling back into place with ease as he spotted the two young women bouncing around together with the fair of firelizards he had been expecting to pull him out of bed before the sun had even risen; it wouldn’t have been the first time!
“Good morning, ladies.” R’nya greeted the young pair with a modest half-bow, adjusting the basket he had been dumped with to the other arm. “Shall we?” The bronzerider watched the firelizards fluttering around for a moment before turning his attention expectantly upon the young women.