15.Mar.12, 03:02 PM
Normally, I'shan might have assigned some sort of sexual undertones to Farlint's playful and teasing. That was well within I'shan's nature to assume, but he'd come to realize that Farlint wasn't interested in such entertainment. I'shan wouldn't consent even if he was, though. In many ways, I'shan shared Farlint's sentiments. Their relationship was more like that of two brothers than anything else, though who played the older and who the younger shifted from time to time. Three years in the wilderness had jaded the bluerider a bit, but not even exile could completely purge the man of his little bouts of pettiness.
He giggled as Far slung sand at him. "I'm NOT giving you a bath," I'shan said, scurrying away before pitching a handful o wet sand back at Far, "But I'm sure Ilveriath will!"
Ilveriath offered to reply. He just sighed again, content to lounge in the shallows with his head on the bank as the two men threw sand at each other like children. It was charming, in a way. I'm in no hurry he crooned to both of them, a clear contradiction to his earlier excitement...but they were providing him with entertainment, so that was good enough!
I'shan smiled a bit as he ducked behind Ilveriath, using the blue as a makeshift wall to hide behind. "That's good," he called out. He was glad Far was patient; as certain as Ilveriath was that Far would Impress, sometimes it took a couple tries. I'shan would have hated to see his younger friend discouraged. "I've got my fingers crossed for you this round, though," he called out as he stood up and lobbed a handful of sand before ducking down again.
Ilveriath purred and eyed Far, waiting on the candidate's next attack..then promptly slithered backwards out of the way, leaving I'shan fully exposed.
"Hey!"
He giggled as Far slung sand at him. "I'm NOT giving you a bath," I'shan said, scurrying away before pitching a handful o wet sand back at Far, "But I'm sure Ilveriath will!"
Ilveriath offered to reply. He just sighed again, content to lounge in the shallows with his head on the bank as the two men threw sand at each other like children. It was charming, in a way. I'm in no hurry he crooned to both of them, a clear contradiction to his earlier excitement...but they were providing him with entertainment, so that was good enough!
I'shan smiled a bit as he ducked behind Ilveriath, using the blue as a makeshift wall to hide behind. "That's good," he called out. He was glad Far was patient; as certain as Ilveriath was that Far would Impress, sometimes it took a couple tries. I'shan would have hated to see his younger friend discouraged. "I've got my fingers crossed for you this round, though," he called out as he stood up and lobbed a handful of sand before ducking down again.
Ilveriath purred and eyed Far, waiting on the candidate's next attack..then promptly slithered backwards out of the way, leaving I'shan fully exposed.
"Hey!"