11.Jul.13, 10:50 PM
T'rielle smiled and glanced over his shoulder to watch Lith frolic in the water for a moment, still idly scrubbing at Caxith's shoulder and side. The green rumbled happily when B'sen took the brush to her side, bringing T'rielle's attention back to his dragon and B'sen. "I'm not one to turn down help wherever I can get it, so thanks." Caxith took a moment to turn her head and examine B'sen with one faceted eye, letting that moment stretch to the verge of awkwardness before letting out a satisfied breath. Apparently, B'sen had passed her inspection--which, naturally, had to happen every time an individual got anywhere near her, if only for the sake of her own pride. She never actually chased anyone away, of course, but claimed that was only because nobody had managed to offend her yet. They both knew that wasn't true, but neither one ever bothered to bring it up. It wasn't a particularly big deal, after all, and T'rielle didn't like arguing with the stubborn dragon enough to open that bag of worms.
They all do, deep down, Caxith said with a low rumble, amused. Problems, eh? Of what variety? She asked, curious. She wasn't much of a gossip, but she did like hearing things. One never knew when some little tidbit would come in handy, after all. Eyeing B'sen's firelizard speculatively, Caxith turned her head to watch the little green flutter over to Lith. T'rielle turned as well, pausing to give his dragon a pat on the neck. "I don't, actually," he said, turning back to Caxith's side and throwing a grin over her back at B'sen. "I've heard good things about them. Also some bad things. She seems pleasant enough, though. WHat's her name?" Running the brush along Caxith's spine, being sure not to miss any patches of hide (sweet Faranth, he would never hear the end of it if he did), T'rielle took a moment to focus on his dragon. Once he was satisfied with his efforts he moved on to her lower back, glancing up again to see how B'sen was progressing.
"Easy to please, isn't she?" He said, giving his dragon an affectionate pat on the side. Caxith hummed, settling down in the sand slowly so as not to disrupt the two greenriders in their scrubbing.Only when you do it right, she responded for the benefit of all present. That was, in no uncertain terms, a dig at her rider, albeit a playful one. He wasn't bad at much of anything involving Caxith--devoted was a good way to describe his care of her. "Don't believe anything she says. I always do it right."
"Easy to please, isn't she?" He said, giving his dragon an affectionate pat on the side. Caxith hummed, settling down in the sand slowly so as not to disrupt the two greenriders in their scrubbing.