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28.Jun.19, 02:58 AM
"Sometimes it isn't fun having such sensible dragons. Syrendryth insisted on us being here early and he is quite opinionated when he sees something foolish. Don't tell Casa, but he had a lot to say about her and Thallyath but you and Bedith seem to rank high on his list because he doesn't have much to say. Trust me; that's a good thing." He scrunched his nose and shot an irritated glance in the direction the dragons were curled up. Syrendryth avoided talking to humans if he could and sometimes was picky with dragons but he was never shy about judging others and sharing with T'ryn. It was nice visiting Mulrissa because it was a lot quieter in his head. And was any of that wise to say? Maybe he should follow his dragon's example and not talk so much.
It didn't seem like Mulrissa minded as she waved for him to join her in the main room, or she was just waiting to lecture him on manners after he had upheld his offer to clean.He winced when he saw the room and chuckled, "maybe you were right and I should have waited before offering. Too bad; you still have to deal with me getting in your way while I attempt to help. You can use this as a chance to rearrange the room and I won't even realise it because I can't remember exactly where everything goes." He was smiling as he headed over to a chair that had been knocked over and stood it upright. Did it actually go there? Would it stay there? He didn't know but he was serious in helping her move everything around if she wanted.
"I'd say a pack of wild animals got loose in here but it wouldn't be too far from the truth, would it? We do become rather animalistic when the dragons ride us but thankfully some have more control than others or I suspect there would be larger brawls during Flights and broken bones and chairs." He thought about the most random things sometimes when he was alone and reflecting on choices or thinking about the little details of how something worked. He grew up with Flights constantly happening around him but as a kid, he was also taught not to get too close and if they wanted to 'moth, then it was best to wait until the last second. He never thought about what happened between the Rise and the win until he started getting involved in them. Considering his only battle wounds seemed to come from Mulrissa during sex--he wasn't going to blush at the thought of claw marks on his back, damnit!-- T'ryn felt confident in the belief that he hung back more, perhaps like a predator waiting for his chance to strike and win than be a part of the wild pack.
It didn't seem like Mulrissa minded as she waved for him to join her in the main room, or she was just waiting to lecture him on manners after he had upheld his offer to clean.He winced when he saw the room and chuckled, "maybe you were right and I should have waited before offering. Too bad; you still have to deal with me getting in your way while I attempt to help. You can use this as a chance to rearrange the room and I won't even realise it because I can't remember exactly where everything goes." He was smiling as he headed over to a chair that had been knocked over and stood it upright. Did it actually go there? Would it stay there? He didn't know but he was serious in helping her move everything around if she wanted.
"I'd say a pack of wild animals got loose in here but it wouldn't be too far from the truth, would it? We do become rather animalistic when the dragons ride us but thankfully some have more control than others or I suspect there would be larger brawls during Flights and broken bones and chairs." He thought about the most random things sometimes when he was alone and reflecting on choices or thinking about the little details of how something worked. He grew up with Flights constantly happening around him but as a kid, he was also taught not to get too close and if they wanted to 'moth, then it was best to wait until the last second. He never thought about what happened between the Rise and the win until he started getting involved in them. Considering his only battle wounds seemed to come from Mulrissa during sex--he wasn't going to blush at the thought of claw marks on his back, damnit!-- T'ryn felt confident in the belief that he hung back more, perhaps like a predator waiting for his chance to strike and win than be a part of the wild pack.
