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09.May.13, 09:22 PM
Z’ia grimaced at C’vir and his answer, with a flickering glance towards the brown dragon as he considered how he, himself, had come to be in possession of the firelizards he did claim. “Plague was an accident,” he offered, tilting his head to eye the eldest of his firelizards with a raised eyebrow. She crooned happily and licked his cheek, causing Z’ia’s face to split into a wide, affectionate smile. “I wouldn’t let her near him for the longest time,” he added, rolling his eyes slightly at himself.
It had been an unknown at the time, and Z’ia had been torn between the little flitters insistent need for affection, and Aveleth’s quiet approval for the creature. They were known plague bringers, however, and Z’ia had spent far more time washing his hands and banishing his little firelizard away from his dragon before he’d slowly consented that perhaps they wouldn’t cause what was left of the dragons – and most importantly, his Aveleth – to become ill or vanish between forever. What a horrifying thought! Aveleth crooned with soft reassurance and nuzzled at Z’ia’s side gently.
“Destiny and Chastity are from a clutch I found; Most of them got away, but these two decided to hang around.” An affectionate pat was given to Aveleth’s nose and he smiled warmly. “Aveleth named these two,” he added, causing the dragon to duck his head shyly though he crooned very softly with pleasure and pride. “She’s in love with D’hys,” Z’ia added, nodding at Chastity whose head had shot up at the name and a low croon rippled from her throat as she peered around for the mentioned bluerider, before sulking when he was proven to not be there.
“His stance is much the same as your dragons.” Z’ia’s eternal amusement was quite clear as he shifted Destiny to his other shoulder and scooped up the tiny, sulking green Chastity so he could sooth her placidly. He highly doubted Chastity would ever manage to win D’hys over, but the firelizards infatuation with his fellow bluerider was too hilarious to fight, and he enjoyed the way she made D’hys squirm just by being in the room. It was magnificent!
It had been an unknown at the time, and Z’ia had been torn between the little flitters insistent need for affection, and Aveleth’s quiet approval for the creature. They were known plague bringers, however, and Z’ia had spent far more time washing his hands and banishing his little firelizard away from his dragon before he’d slowly consented that perhaps they wouldn’t cause what was left of the dragons – and most importantly, his Aveleth – to become ill or vanish between forever. What a horrifying thought! Aveleth crooned with soft reassurance and nuzzled at Z’ia’s side gently.
“Destiny and Chastity are from a clutch I found; Most of them got away, but these two decided to hang around.” An affectionate pat was given to Aveleth’s nose and he smiled warmly. “Aveleth named these two,” he added, causing the dragon to duck his head shyly though he crooned very softly with pleasure and pride. “She’s in love with D’hys,” Z’ia added, nodding at Chastity whose head had shot up at the name and a low croon rippled from her throat as she peered around for the mentioned bluerider, before sulking when he was proven to not be there.
“His stance is much the same as your dragons.” Z’ia’s eternal amusement was quite clear as he shifted Destiny to his other shoulder and scooped up the tiny, sulking green Chastity so he could sooth her placidly. He highly doubted Chastity would ever manage to win D’hys over, but the firelizards infatuation with his fellow bluerider was too hilarious to fight, and he enjoyed the way she made D’hys squirm just by being in the room. It was magnificent!
Unless stated otherwise, Aveleth never speaks to anyone but Z'ia
