04.Apr.12, 01:33 AM
That poking finger was really starting to get annoying, not to mention hurt with the way it hit the same spot again and again. Valerian was certain he’d be bruised there by nightfall and while he winced once, he refused to give her any further satisfaction by showing she was succeeding in her goal to wound. Instead of stopping her or retaliating with force, he continued attacking with words. “’He’? Oh please, with your attitude you’ll end up on a green. Then again maybe that isn’t so wise. No one will ever know when you’re proddy.” How horrible would that be, to be caught unawares when her green took to the sky? Even if she was far older, Valerian didn’t want to be stuck in a bed with the foul little girl and pitied anyone with that misfortune.
“Well, whatever. Good luck to you in your whining and your hope that a dragon will want you,” or anyone for that matter, Valerian silently tacked on as he turned away from Indivara once more. He didn’t care if she went back up a tree or stalked after him all the way home. He was bored now with her one track mind and failure to realize that she really was only harping on and on about something minor instead of trying to correct it or just wait another turn and Stand then.
“Well, whatever. Good luck to you in your whining and your hope that a dragon will want you,” or anyone for that matter, Valerian silently tacked on as he turned away from Indivara once more. He didn’t care if she went back up a tree or stalked after him all the way home. He was bored now with her one track mind and failure to realize that she really was only harping on and on about something minor instead of trying to correct it or just wait another turn and Stand then.