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03.Jan.14, 03:43 AM
“No, I suppose there isn’t,” Rhaedalyn mumbled with a frown as she glanced around them to what had once been not so long ago hot sand. Everything now seemed to be coated in mud, muck, and debris. It wasn’t safe for Aradissicath to stay and it did seem pointless since there wasn’t any sand left for a dragon about to clutch to sit on. If it wasn’t so far away, they would have a better chance of setting up shop at the lake’s beach.
“Oh,” Rhaedalyn startled when R’nya tilted her chin to look at her. It wasn’t his touch that bothered her but she had been drifting away in her thoughts and lost track of what was happening around her again. She smiled, a tad on the sad side of the spectrum and gave a little nod. “Of course I am. Did you know that mud is good for the complexion?” A light giggle accompanied the fact as she tried to get the bronzerider to stop worrying about her. She had been terrified and was still a bit shaken up over what she had gone through and thinking about what happened outside of the Sands horrified her but she didn’t want R’nya to worry about her. He wasn’t in any shape to do much more than get his behind to a Healer and that was the important thing right then.
Aradissicath ignored Xyreith’s prodding, having grown used to them, and waddled her away across the sands to the exit. The way she was moving, especially through and around the muck, made her feel like even the wobbly bronzerider would out pace her and pass her soon enough but she kept moving all the same. It wasn’t her fault she was in such a condition after all and she’d prove it wasn’t going to get to her either. Come along, you two. While I can call a Healer to you, I imagine they would want more light and a cleaner environment to work with.
She sighed as she stared up at R’nya and finally placed a hand on his cheek, already forgetting that he pulled away the last time she attempted it. “My dear sweet Ren, please let me worry about you for once. I’m okay but I want to make sure you are.” With their hands still linked, Rhaedalyn gave him a light tug to indicate she was ready to go. The Sands had seemed like they occupied all of her time lately and felt confining at times but now they were a horrible mess and she really did not want anything more to do with them.
“Oh,” Rhaedalyn startled when R’nya tilted her chin to look at her. It wasn’t his touch that bothered her but she had been drifting away in her thoughts and lost track of what was happening around her again. She smiled, a tad on the sad side of the spectrum and gave a little nod. “Of course I am. Did you know that mud is good for the complexion?” A light giggle accompanied the fact as she tried to get the bronzerider to stop worrying about her. She had been terrified and was still a bit shaken up over what she had gone through and thinking about what happened outside of the Sands horrified her but she didn’t want R’nya to worry about her. He wasn’t in any shape to do much more than get his behind to a Healer and that was the important thing right then.
Aradissicath ignored Xyreith’s prodding, having grown used to them, and waddled her away across the sands to the exit. The way she was moving, especially through and around the muck, made her feel like even the wobbly bronzerider would out pace her and pass her soon enough but she kept moving all the same. It wasn’t her fault she was in such a condition after all and she’d prove it wasn’t going to get to her either. Come along, you two. While I can call a Healer to you, I imagine they would want more light and a cleaner environment to work with.
She sighed as she stared up at R’nya and finally placed a hand on his cheek, already forgetting that he pulled away the last time she attempted it. “My dear sweet Ren, please let me worry about you for once. I’m okay but I want to make sure you are.” With their hands still linked, Rhaedalyn gave him a light tug to indicate she was ready to go. The Sands had seemed like they occupied all of her time lately and felt confining at times but now they were a horrible mess and she really did not want anything more to do with them.
