02.Apr.21, 04:21 PM
Another bout of laughter, though much softer as he learned how much it currently hurt, came at Cazan’s insistence it was a giant baby. There was a chance but he had started to think they were a bit delusional to keep thinking it was just one. “Our names don’t need to combine well so long as we continue to,” T’ryn shifted and kissed Cazan’s cheek and settled back down. They went together well—almost perfectly if he could be allowed a moment of arrogance. He loved spending time near Cazan, they always had fun, they trusted each other, and watched out for the other. Still, he did his best to make their names work together.
“I think I came up with eight names but Carynza might be my favourite if we have a girl,” T’ryn gave a Cazan’s belly a gentle rub as if he was trying to wake up the baby—or babies—so he could feel a kick again. It hardly happened when he was around but Cazan had managed to get him there in time a few times and T’ryn found himself desperately in need of it right then. It would be another reminder that he was truly back from between or wherever it was he had been. Logically he knew he couldn’t have been anywhere but in his mind but it felt so real that it was hard to shake.
“I also started a list combining Malvayth and Syrendryth’s names,” T’ryn confessed with a smile as he felt his dragon’s annoyance spike again.I had hoped you forgot you did that. Syrendryth liked the idea of his name being used but he wasn’t excited about it being mashed together with Malvayth’s name.
He didn’t get the chance to try to think on what names he had come up with as a yawn cut into his thoughts. “Will it scare you if I tell you that I’m still tired and maybe some more sleep would be good?” Despite how long he’d apparently been unconscious, he had been fighting for his life and didn’t feel rested at all. But now he felt at ease, calm, and safe. “And I bet you’re in need of it as well.”
“I think I came up with eight names but Carynza might be my favourite if we have a girl,” T’ryn gave a Cazan’s belly a gentle rub as if he was trying to wake up the baby—or babies—so he could feel a kick again. It hardly happened when he was around but Cazan had managed to get him there in time a few times and T’ryn found himself desperately in need of it right then. It would be another reminder that he was truly back from between or wherever it was he had been. Logically he knew he couldn’t have been anywhere but in his mind but it felt so real that it was hard to shake.
“I also started a list combining Malvayth and Syrendryth’s names,” T’ryn confessed with a smile as he felt his dragon’s annoyance spike again.
He didn’t get the chance to try to think on what names he had come up with as a yawn cut into his thoughts. “Will it scare you if I tell you that I’m still tired and maybe some more sleep would be good?” Despite how long he’d apparently been unconscious, he had been fighting for his life and didn’t feel rested at all. But now he felt at ease, calm, and safe. “And I bet you’re in need of it as well.”