25.Jan.21, 05:21 AM
A’tay spit his sip of cocoa back into his mug thanks to Zelly’s casually mentioned chess pieces. “Since we already made chess pieces last time, we don’t need to make them again,” he replied, thinking that was a safe enough answer, especially with her brother there. Lazerat didn’t need to know about how phallic that piece had looked or that A’tay still wondered if she had done it purposely just to make him blush because she was so very good at achieving that.
“You can make pretty much anything from what I can gather. Just depends on your skill and having some tools. My aunt mentioned they had a little competition every year for building castles and sculptures. Zelly, if you want to take your brother out on the ice today, I can go say hello to the family. It’s probably polite I do so and I can ask if it has happened or will soon.” He originally didn’t want to bother them but the more he thought about it and how they were taking advantage of his family’s kindness, A’tay realised he should at least go in and say thank you. But he didn’t want to impose so letting the siblings skate while he peeked in for a quick chat seemed okay. He wished T’ryn was with them—his brother was so much better at blending in with Holders and their customs.
“And we can head back to Ista at any time. Don’t push yourselves because fatigue likes to sneak up on you.” Several of them had learned that the first time they played in the snow. Their muscles turned to jelly and exhaustion struck out of nowhere. Thankfully they were close to a Hold and had dragons to swoop in. It wasn’t like they were way up in the mountains and alone. A’tay didn’t want to think about why he would be up there alone in the first place but could imagine how scary it would be as the cold consumed him. He shivered and drank some of his hot chocolate.
“You can make pretty much anything from what I can gather. Just depends on your skill and having some tools. My aunt mentioned they had a little competition every year for building castles and sculptures. Zelly, if you want to take your brother out on the ice today, I can go say hello to the family. It’s probably polite I do so and I can ask if it has happened or will soon.” He originally didn’t want to bother them but the more he thought about it and how they were taking advantage of his family’s kindness, A’tay realised he should at least go in and say thank you. But he didn’t want to impose so letting the siblings skate while he peeked in for a quick chat seemed okay. He wished T’ryn was with them—his brother was so much better at blending in with Holders and their customs.
“And we can head back to Ista at any time. Don’t push yourselves because fatigue likes to sneak up on you.” Several of them had learned that the first time they played in the snow. Their muscles turned to jelly and exhaustion struck out of nowhere. Thankfully they were close to a Hold and had dragons to swoop in. It wasn’t like they were way up in the mountains and alone. A’tay didn’t want to think about why he would be up there alone in the first place but could imagine how scary it would be as the cold consumed him. He shivered and drank some of his hot chocolate.