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22.Mar.12, 12:33 AM
The voice he heard in his mind was not the raspy tone his dragonet possessed. The voice was warm, but compared to Charath any dragon would sound nicer. The few that had ever spoken to him did not have the same quality to their voice as Charath did. Her sound was distinctive, and to others it'd probably make the hairs on their arms stand up straight because it was simply that dark. Erisi was leaning out of his seat, trying to locate his hidden dragonet when Ronarth decided to interrupt him. Perhaps another time he would have been more receptive to the intrusion. Before, he had never been accepting of Ronarth's intrusion into his space - but Charath was forcing him to adjust to having a dragon nearby.
Still, Ronarth had terrible timing.
"I'm happy with her." He said quickly, as if implying that Charath was the only exception to the rule. He bent over, trying to spy Charath underneath one of the tables. He was sure that he had seen the flick of her green tail too close to where the Weyrleader was sitting. He was in the process of dismissing Ronarth's presence entirely as he stood up to chase after his dragonet (he really couldn't let her get him into more trouble) when Ronarth's face was suddenly right up to his own.
Startled, he stumbled a step backwards, hands reaching out to press lightly against Ronarth's snout. "Woah, space. Give me a little breathing room." It was a far more tolerable reaction than Erisi would have given him if he hadn't Impressed. There certainly would have been a curse or two in his reply. Awkwardly, he pat the dragon's snout, as if to reassure the bronze that nothing was wrong.
Until he heard Charath cackling in his mind.
"Can you see my green?" Desperate times called for desperate measures.
Don't you dare tell him where I am! Charath's harsh sounding voice reached out to Ronarth when she realized her bonded was calling in reinforcements. A woman squawked with surprise as Charath bumped into her leg, giving away the green dragonet's position momentarily. But, Charath was on the move, quite thrilled with her little game and... well, looking for her next victim.
If you do not tell him where I am, I will not play tricks on you tonight, she coaxed Ronarth sweetly.
"I CAN HEAR YOU TOO, CHARATH." Erisi yelled, not doubting that his dragonet could hear him.
Still, Ronarth had terrible timing.
"I'm happy with her." He said quickly, as if implying that Charath was the only exception to the rule. He bent over, trying to spy Charath underneath one of the tables. He was sure that he had seen the flick of her green tail too close to where the Weyrleader was sitting. He was in the process of dismissing Ronarth's presence entirely as he stood up to chase after his dragonet (he really couldn't let her get him into more trouble) when Ronarth's face was suddenly right up to his own.
Startled, he stumbled a step backwards, hands reaching out to press lightly against Ronarth's snout. "Woah, space. Give me a little breathing room." It was a far more tolerable reaction than Erisi would have given him if he hadn't Impressed. There certainly would have been a curse or two in his reply. Awkwardly, he pat the dragon's snout, as if to reassure the bronze that nothing was wrong.
Until he heard Charath cackling in his mind.
"Can you see my green?" Desperate times called for desperate measures.
Don't you dare tell him where I am! Charath's harsh sounding voice reached out to Ronarth when she realized her bonded was calling in reinforcements. A woman squawked with surprise as Charath bumped into her leg, giving away the green dragonet's position momentarily. But, Charath was on the move, quite thrilled with her little game and... well, looking for her next victim.
If you do not tell him where I am, I will not play tricks on you tonight, she coaxed Ronarth sweetly.
"I CAN HEAR YOU TOO, CHARATH." Erisi yelled, not doubting that his dragonet could hear him.
