06.Sep.19, 12:17 AM
Madiquel woke with that lazy, comfortable slowness that came from sleeping peacefully, which she felt like she hadn’t gotten to do in forever even though technically it had only been a couple of nights (she’d been too excited about coming to Ista to sleep properly before her Impression!) and the warmth of a body pressed against her and the familiar scent of… someone just made her sigh softly, content. At first, she thought she was curled up with her Papa, but that didn’t make any sense at all. She’d remember if her Papa had arrived, right? As soon as that thought entered, everything came rushing back, and she blinked at Zezeth (who was watching her silently from where she was resting on the pillow) and then glanced up cautiously at the underside of A’tay’s jaw. Madiquel blinked, and blushed a little. She hadn’t meant to fall asleep! She’d been so excited to see A’tay and he must think her so rude!
Shifting cautiously, trying not to wake A’tay who appeared to be asleep, Madiquel frowned at her dragonet, who just responded with a soft snort and the feeling of amusement. Madiquel sighed, and glanced against A’tay. Gosh, she was an awful friend! She’d fallen asleep and pinned him down and of course TayTay was much too sweet to shove her off so he could leave or eat or … she hoped he hadn’t needed to pee! How long had she been asleep? Oh, what a disaster!
Stop, Zezeth said softly, in her gravelly whisper, and Madiquel flinched and pouted at her dragon. The look, and the emotions she received, clearly indicated all her worrying was giving Zezeth a headache, and wasn’t going to change the past. Madiquel sighed dramatically, still pouting, and carefully untangled herself from A’tay and slipped out of the room, Zezeth watching her go.
Madiquel made a quick trip to the privy herself, the thought having inspired her own bladder, apparently, before darting into the kitchen and scrounging up some food for herself and A’tay, as well as two glasses of juice and a jug of water. She smiled thankfully at one of the assistants that insisted on helping her get it all back to her room, and completely missed the look he gave her and A’tay before leaving. Setting up a little picnic on the ground like Madiquel usually had with Rhaedalyn and the girls, or her Papa, and A’tay in the past (before dragons came along, primarily) Madiquel smiled to herself and looked up, squeaking when she found A’tay watching her.
A hand flying to her chest in surprise, Madiquel stared, before laughing softly at herself. “I thought you were still asleep!” She giggled, shaking her head before holding a hand out to A’tay in invitation to join her on the floor. “I’m so sorry I fell asleep, TayTay! That was very rude of me,” She sighed sadly, throwing a look at Zezeth who snorted at her and went about grooming her claws, as if she had ever had any kind of meat or gore under them to clean off.
“Tell me what’s been happening beyond my dragon,” Madiquel begged flushing again, “and um, what did Papa write?” Anxiety flooded her stomach, and she shifted uncomfortably, both at falling asleep and at whatever her Papa might have said.
Shifting cautiously, trying not to wake A’tay who appeared to be asleep, Madiquel frowned at her dragonet, who just responded with a soft snort and the feeling of amusement. Madiquel sighed, and glanced against A’tay. Gosh, she was an awful friend! She’d fallen asleep and pinned him down and of course TayTay was much too sweet to shove her off so he could leave or eat or … she hoped he hadn’t needed to pee! How long had she been asleep? Oh, what a disaster!
Stop, Zezeth said softly, in her gravelly whisper, and Madiquel flinched and pouted at her dragon. The look, and the emotions she received, clearly indicated all her worrying was giving Zezeth a headache, and wasn’t going to change the past. Madiquel sighed dramatically, still pouting, and carefully untangled herself from A’tay and slipped out of the room, Zezeth watching her go.
Madiquel made a quick trip to the privy herself, the thought having inspired her own bladder, apparently, before darting into the kitchen and scrounging up some food for herself and A’tay, as well as two glasses of juice and a jug of water. She smiled thankfully at one of the assistants that insisted on helping her get it all back to her room, and completely missed the look he gave her and A’tay before leaving. Setting up a little picnic on the ground like Madiquel usually had with Rhaedalyn and the girls, or her Papa, and A’tay in the past (before dragons came along, primarily) Madiquel smiled to herself and looked up, squeaking when she found A’tay watching her.
A hand flying to her chest in surprise, Madiquel stared, before laughing softly at herself. “I thought you were still asleep!” She giggled, shaking her head before holding a hand out to A’tay in invitation to join her on the floor. “I’m so sorry I fell asleep, TayTay! That was very rude of me,” She sighed sadly, throwing a look at Zezeth who snorted at her and went about grooming her claws, as if she had ever had any kind of meat or gore under them to clean off.
“Tell me what’s been happening beyond my dragon,” Madiquel begged flushing again, “and um, what did Papa write?” Anxiety flooded her stomach, and she shifted uncomfortably, both at falling asleep and at whatever her Papa might have said.