24.Feb.12, 02:35 PM
Lym chuckled. "I think she was offended that I would go out and away from the WEyr to swim naked. She said that it was horrible and that I'd attract the wrong kind of attention." she breathed slowly. " I do think she will miss out on alot. She seems cold, defensive. Or maybe just hesistant. Though I suppose if she's from strict hold, one that values women as heir-producers and sees that a young girl like her keeps herself.. ahh.. chaste..." she picked the word carefully.
As I'shan's look twisted, she winced. Lymsleia hadn't realized that perhaps riders didn't talk about it. She knew nothing of the ordeals they faced after they left. She had assumed that they simply left and founded Katila. The young woman swalloed, hard, trying to both acknowledge and absorb the fact that she'd hit a raw nerve. "Understood." was all she could managed, though with Ilveraith's gentle mental nudge, she stilled, focusing on the dragon's words for a moment. The gentle voice filled her mind and for a moment she allowed it to simple fill her up.
Lymsleia started to reach for him to comfort him. "I am sorry, I didn't mean to... stirr up sometihng unpleasant. So uhh.. what do you and yours like to do?" she asked politely. She felt like she was walking on a bed of white-hot embers with a bed of broken glass ontop of it now.
As I'shan's look twisted, she winced. Lymsleia hadn't realized that perhaps riders didn't talk about it. She knew nothing of the ordeals they faced after they left. She had assumed that they simply left and founded Katila. The young woman swalloed, hard, trying to both acknowledge and absorb the fact that she'd hit a raw nerve. "Understood." was all she could managed, though with Ilveraith's gentle mental nudge, she stilled, focusing on the dragon's words for a moment. The gentle voice filled her mind and for a moment she allowed it to simple fill her up.
Lymsleia started to reach for him to comfort him. "I am sorry, I didn't mean to... stirr up sometihng unpleasant. So uhh.. what do you and yours like to do?" she asked politely. She felt like she was walking on a bed of white-hot embers with a bed of broken glass ontop of it now.