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02.Mar.21, 07:18 PM
K'dar couldn't help but be glad that he kept his own hair cut short as he watched Rakka struggle with the wind. If it kept up or picked up too much more he'd probably have to cut his fishing trip short and come back some other time, which wasn't ideal but if all fishing trips were perfect they'd hardly be as entertaining and worthwhile. And besides, he thought to himself, if he could at least confirm a good spot for the future, then the trip would still be well worth it.
He gave Rakka a curious glance, wondering if he should try to offer a bit of string to help tie her hair back, but he remembered something about Hold folk being easily embarrassed, even by things they couldn't control like the weather and its effects. If she asked he'd dig through his pockets, but for now he decided to just stick with following along as she led the way. "Hopefully the storm isn't too bad. If one comes. I'd rather not get caught out... a friend was struck by lightning not too long ago and it was not an especially speedy recovery."
Tiberuth wasn't as concerned, as confident as always in his ability to handle the weather, he stretched out his wings to test the wind as he the two humans walked further away, waiting until a delightfully dramatic moment when Rakka was watching to launch himself back into the air to lazily circle overhead until his rider got a better visual for him of his landing site. K'dar turned his head to watch his dragon in the sky for a moment before returning to his guide. "Two and a half years, I didn't Impress as early as some of my other siblings did."
He smiled as they continued on their way to the promised fishing hole, thinking back to how worried he'd initially been that perhaps he wasn't cut out for a dragon, and the immense pride and joy when Tiberuth had chosen him. Sure, the bronze was sometimes a handful, sometimes sassy, but K'dar wouldn't trade him for anything else in the world. "It's a wonderful thing, but hard to explain or understand. Not even a firelizard comes close, really."
I am far superior to any of those tiny pests, the bronze commented with a vocal rumble that K'dar could hear as the dragon soared overhead. He thought he saw a good place to land where he thought they were going and decided to land a bit early, before anyone could get in his way. It was a tight fit, but with some clever turning and tilting he landed gracefully enough to still feel like it counted as showing off, and while he waited he settled down by the river, casually dipping his tail into the chill water.
He gave Rakka a curious glance, wondering if he should try to offer a bit of string to help tie her hair back, but he remembered something about Hold folk being easily embarrassed, even by things they couldn't control like the weather and its effects. If she asked he'd dig through his pockets, but for now he decided to just stick with following along as she led the way. "Hopefully the storm isn't too bad. If one comes. I'd rather not get caught out... a friend was struck by lightning not too long ago and it was not an especially speedy recovery."
Tiberuth wasn't as concerned, as confident as always in his ability to handle the weather, he stretched out his wings to test the wind as he the two humans walked further away, waiting until a delightfully dramatic moment when Rakka was watching to launch himself back into the air to lazily circle overhead until his rider got a better visual for him of his landing site. K'dar turned his head to watch his dragon in the sky for a moment before returning to his guide. "Two and a half years, I didn't Impress as early as some of my other siblings did."
He smiled as they continued on their way to the promised fishing hole, thinking back to how worried he'd initially been that perhaps he wasn't cut out for a dragon, and the immense pride and joy when Tiberuth had chosen him. Sure, the bronze was sometimes a handful, sometimes sassy, but K'dar wouldn't trade him for anything else in the world. "It's a wonderful thing, but hard to explain or understand. Not even a firelizard comes close, really."
I am far superior to any of those tiny pests, the bronze commented with a vocal rumble that K'dar could hear as the dragon soared overhead. He thought he saw a good place to land where he thought they were going and decided to land a bit early, before anyone could get in his way. It was a tight fit, but with some clever turning and tilting he landed gracefully enough to still feel like it counted as showing off, and while he waited he settled down by the river, casually dipping his tail into the chill water.
