16.Jun.13, 11:49 PM
Ravana had just enough time to realize that she and B'run had wound up in the crossfire of a draconic water fight and they really should get out of the way before water bowled her top over tea kettle. She sat up, drenched and sputtering, completely unaware her shirt was now clinging to her in ways that should have left her blushing...and would have had she been aware of them.
And in a way that was the difference between her and most women. Riding green tended to make her forget she was female, and eliminated any tendencies she had to act female, most of the time anyways. When she did start feeling female it more often than not left her feeling confused and wondering what on earth was wrong with her until it passed.
Shanith dove, and came up from the water in a leap that covered both riders with water...and landed her on top of Olemuth. Bugling and trumpeting her glee, she promptly tried to dunk him, forgetting she was only slightly more than half of the bronze's size.
Ravana gave up on staying dry and paddled out to both dragon, nad B'run. Deciding she couldn't get Olemuth much wetter than he was, and any attempt to soak Shanith would be blocked by the mind reading green, she went for the next best thing. His rider.
Diving under the water herself, she snuck up behind Brun, wrapped arms around his middle and did her best to sink him. She let go then and surfaced whether or not she'd succeed with an impish grin and a laugh, saying, "Tag! You're it!" Then she would start swimming fast around the playing dragons, hoping to put them between her and any retaliation.
And in a way that was the difference between her and most women. Riding green tended to make her forget she was female, and eliminated any tendencies she had to act female, most of the time anyways. When she did start feeling female it more often than not left her feeling confused and wondering what on earth was wrong with her until it passed.
Shanith dove, and came up from the water in a leap that covered both riders with water...and landed her on top of Olemuth. Bugling and trumpeting her glee, she promptly tried to dunk him, forgetting she was only slightly more than half of the bronze's size.
Ravana gave up on staying dry and paddled out to both dragon, nad B'run. Deciding she couldn't get Olemuth much wetter than he was, and any attempt to soak Shanith would be blocked by the mind reading green, she went for the next best thing. His rider.
Diving under the water herself, she snuck up behind Brun, wrapped arms around his middle and did her best to sink him. She let go then and surfaced whether or not she'd succeed with an impish grin and a laugh, saying, "Tag! You're it!" Then she would start swimming fast around the playing dragons, hoping to put them between her and any retaliation.