23.Apr.13, 08:40 PM
Hmm, the cake even smelled good. I'shan eyed it from a distance as Seijin uncovered it and started to cut it. He noticed there seemed to be an extra piece, but he decided not to ask. If he'd known it actually was for Araith, he would probably have just laughed with endearment, even though he knew damn well that such things weren't good for growing dragons. He remembered quite a few of his classmates getting scoldings during his own weyrlinghood for feeding their dragonets things they weren't supposed to have.
He produced a corny grin as he pulled the plate close and inspected it. He wasn't as much for baking as he was for savory cooking, is even if there was anything wrong with it he didn't have much to offer in the way of technical critique. He just smiled and dove in, perfectly satisfied with the taste, and set about systematically destroying it. He hadn;t had cake since his last birthday, so he certainly wasn't going to waste the opportunity now.
"Thanks, Seijin," he purred, following the young greenrider's path with his eyes as he walked over to start the dishes.
He produced a corny grin as he pulled the plate close and inspected it. He wasn't as much for baking as he was for savory cooking, is even if there was anything wrong with it he didn't have much to offer in the way of technical critique. He just smiled and dove in, perfectly satisfied with the taste, and set about systematically destroying it. He hadn;t had cake since his last birthday, so he certainly wasn't going to waste the opportunity now.
"Thanks, Seijin," he purred, following the young greenrider's path with his eyes as he walked over to start the dishes.