09.Dec.13, 01:30 AM
D’hys’ amusement from watching the greenrider fight with his dragon and realize he was alone with a bluerider faded the moment the forgotten egg became centre stage thanks to B’jin shattering it. His gaze dropped to see if he’d have to console the clueless man because he had killed his gift but instead saw exactly how close the eggs they stood near that contained little monsters were close to hatching. He took two small steps back when the gold firelizard was spotted, eyes growing wide with shock and a trace of fear. He didn’t do already bonded flitters on a good day; there was no way he wanted to be near one that hadn’t bonded!
D’hys jumped back when B’jin tried to fling the thing at him. “I don’t think so. I prefer my life clean of those things. I won’t even let Zeianth eat them.” Just because the critters weren’t infecting dragons from being near them, didn’t mean that eating them was safe. The plague could be dormant and once ingested, it could kill again. D’hys wasn’t a fan of that idea.
Suddenly remembering he had food on him as a snack for after his run, D’hys fumbled in the pocket of his pants and produced the chunk of dried meat he had cured himself. He chucked it to the ground closer to B’jin, not wanting anything to do with food or flitters in that moment. It was a waste of fine meat he had spent time learning how to preserve but it was a worthy sacrifice in the end if it kept firelizards away. He knew the beats preferred fresh and raw meat like the dragons but D’hys had also seen the critters eat fruits and pastries. They weren’t picky and he wasn’t risking anything.
“She seems to prefer you anyway.” D’hys would have laughed at the way the gold clung to B’jin but he was still too afraid if the tiny creature and was now trying his best not to show exactly how much she affected him.
D’hys jumped back when B’jin tried to fling the thing at him. “I don’t think so. I prefer my life clean of those things. I won’t even let Zeianth eat them.” Just because the critters weren’t infecting dragons from being near them, didn’t mean that eating them was safe. The plague could be dormant and once ingested, it could kill again. D’hys wasn’t a fan of that idea.
Suddenly remembering he had food on him as a snack for after his run, D’hys fumbled in the pocket of his pants and produced the chunk of dried meat he had cured himself. He chucked it to the ground closer to B’jin, not wanting anything to do with food or flitters in that moment. It was a waste of fine meat he had spent time learning how to preserve but it was a worthy sacrifice in the end if it kept firelizards away. He knew the beats preferred fresh and raw meat like the dragons but D’hys had also seen the critters eat fruits and pastries. They weren’t picky and he wasn’t risking anything.
“She seems to prefer you anyway.” D’hys would have laughed at the way the gold clung to B’jin but he was still too afraid if the tiny creature and was now trying his best not to show exactly how much she affected him.