06.Apr.12, 02:33 PM
Ilveriath regarded Farlint with distant amusement, wings ruffling delicately and eyes shimmering with mirthful blues. You'll bide your time, will you? he asked coolly, completely unconcerned as he yawned and shook his neck, tossing bits of mud and sand from himself as he did so.
And you can't repay tenfold tenfold, cause if I recall you can;t count to a hundred
Ilveriath cocked his head to one side and huffed a single time. Farlint had him there; like most dragons, Ilveriath had a hard time counting into the double and triple digits. Not to be outdone, the dragon paused to consider a reply. There was a distinct, rather awkward pause as the dragon considered his options. In the end, there was only one choice.
The blue craned his neck forward and extended his forked tongue, unceremoniously dragging it from Farlint's chin to his forehead in one long sweep.
I'shan's foul mood was immediately shattered by the sight. He started laughing, pointing at the spectacle and resisting the urge to tackle Far to the ground so Ilveriath could repeat the gesture again and again with impunity. It really was a precious sight.
"Ah ha! You're right," I'shan said in between giggles. "If we don't start, the sun will do down and all we'll have to show for it is mud and sand..."
As much as he wanted to keep playing, Ilveriath was in bad need of a bath. So with that, the bluerider made his way down to the water and beckoned his beast to follow.
And you can't repay tenfold tenfold, cause if I recall you can;t count to a hundred
Ilveriath cocked his head to one side and huffed a single time. Farlint had him there; like most dragons, Ilveriath had a hard time counting into the double and triple digits. Not to be outdone, the dragon paused to consider a reply. There was a distinct, rather awkward pause as the dragon considered his options. In the end, there was only one choice.
The blue craned his neck forward and extended his forked tongue, unceremoniously dragging it from Farlint's chin to his forehead in one long sweep.
I'shan's foul mood was immediately shattered by the sight. He started laughing, pointing at the spectacle and resisting the urge to tackle Far to the ground so Ilveriath could repeat the gesture again and again with impunity. It really was a precious sight.
"Ah ha! You're right," I'shan said in between giggles. "If we don't start, the sun will do down and all we'll have to show for it is mud and sand..."
As much as he wanted to keep playing, Ilveriath was in bad need of a bath. So with that, the bluerider made his way down to the water and beckoned his beast to follow.