15.Feb.12, 12:55 AM
Listening with all her might, Lymsleia leaned forward and eyed both R'nd and I'shan. So they were a pair. Drat, that was not optimal. more so because they were a set with each other, which meant it was highly-unlikely in her limited experience that either of them would pair with her.
She tossed her dark black hair over her shoulder, a poor imitation of what she'd seen Kuminari do- though she livened it up a bit. "I couldn't choose either of you, in truth. You two are a pair.. or so it seems and I would neither breath the ribbons that tie you, nor try to add one more ribbon to the knot." she was being metaphorical but it was the first thought that came into her mind. Ribbons. It was a good metaphor for these men, both soft, and strong all at the same time, they could be used to tie a surprise package or tie up ones hair. Or someone else- or so she'd heard in the darker corners of Falen's hold.
As Lymsleia listened to I'shan talk, she smiled. "I like the scent o f the grass after it rains. The smell of fresh new spring grass, just after one of those first showers, laying back and letting it fall." she closed her eyes, though the sound of Ilveriath's tail moving almost startled her, but she kept her feet. "And you both are quite handsome, you I am unsure whether to I'shan is pretty. or not. But you both are certainly attractive. I guess my experiment on 'dragon nip' will have to wait. Since dragons are individuals I'll only be able to make them individually it seems." Lymlseia remained on the ground, drawing with her finger. She licked her lips. "I envy you... both of you."
She tossed her dark black hair over her shoulder, a poor imitation of what she'd seen Kuminari do- though she livened it up a bit. "I couldn't choose either of you, in truth. You two are a pair.. or so it seems and I would neither breath the ribbons that tie you, nor try to add one more ribbon to the knot." she was being metaphorical but it was the first thought that came into her mind. Ribbons. It was a good metaphor for these men, both soft, and strong all at the same time, they could be used to tie a surprise package or tie up ones hair. Or someone else- or so she'd heard in the darker corners of Falen's hold.
As Lymsleia listened to I'shan talk, she smiled. "I like the scent o f the grass after it rains. The smell of fresh new spring grass, just after one of those first showers, laying back and letting it fall." she closed her eyes, though the sound of Ilveriath's tail moving almost startled her, but she kept her feet. "And you both are quite handsome, you I am unsure whether to I'shan is pretty. or not. But you both are certainly attractive. I guess my experiment on 'dragon nip' will have to wait. Since dragons are individuals I'll only be able to make them individually it seems." Lymlseia remained on the ground, drawing with her finger. She licked her lips. "I envy you... both of you."