10.Sep.22, 03:55 AM
The Harper was quiet for a moment as he just smiled at Mylorah and watched her. Even just being there talking with her, grumpy dragonets or not, had been nice. L'ri really did feel like a bit of a grumpy and stubborn old man for having tried to stay away. "You are one of the most beautiful listeners I've ever known. Maybe not today, but sometime. Feel free to... give me a poke if you think the mood is right for it. I know there's a lot going on right now, for the both of us. Perhaps one day we'll have a less irritable secondary audience."
Oncaeth tilted his head for a moment, curiously studying his rider before turning to look at Mylorah and then Amagrith. He didn't like being so confused, so he tried to think a bit more. What would L'ri do to try and fix things and make them better? The bronze bounced up to his feet, his wings flailing for a moment in excitement before he ran off back towards his own bed.
"Now what is he up to?" L'ri softly asked himself aloud as he watched the bronze dart off and start rustling through the bedding. After a few minutes he came back, one of L'ri's puppets, his favorite one that represented the dashing hero with his little stick sword, dangling from his mouth. He paused, eyeing Amagrith cautiously for a moment before he slowly took a few steps closer to the gold and carefully set the puppet down near her. It's the best thing I have. You can have it. The bronze shifted his weight uncomfortably for a moment before he added, I'm sorry for upsetting you and yours.
L'ri raised an eyebrow. "Maestro, isn't that one of my puppets?" Oncaeth huffed and straightened up a bit before glancing back at his rider. You made it, but it's mine. You said I could have it. The bronze didn't care that he no longer had his favorite puppet, he was happy enough to settle down next to her and Mylorah, tail twitching expectantly as he waited.
It took a moment, but L'ri eventually caught on to what Oncaeth was trying to do. So he moved to where the bronze had left just enough room for him next to the woman and took a seat there. "I hope this is fine... with the Maestro here I thought I'd join you. Though... maybe I should have gotten a bucket of food for Amagrith first. I can go do that if you'd like."
Oncaeth tilted his head for a moment, curiously studying his rider before turning to look at Mylorah and then Amagrith. He didn't like being so confused, so he tried to think a bit more. What would L'ri do to try and fix things and make them better? The bronze bounced up to his feet, his wings flailing for a moment in excitement before he ran off back towards his own bed.
"Now what is he up to?" L'ri softly asked himself aloud as he watched the bronze dart off and start rustling through the bedding. After a few minutes he came back, one of L'ri's puppets, his favorite one that represented the dashing hero with his little stick sword, dangling from his mouth. He paused, eyeing Amagrith cautiously for a moment before he slowly took a few steps closer to the gold and carefully set the puppet down near her. It's the best thing I have. You can have it. The bronze shifted his weight uncomfortably for a moment before he added, I'm sorry for upsetting you and yours.
L'ri raised an eyebrow. "Maestro, isn't that one of my puppets?" Oncaeth huffed and straightened up a bit before glancing back at his rider. You made it, but it's mine. You said I could have it. The bronze didn't care that he no longer had his favorite puppet, he was happy enough to settle down next to her and Mylorah, tail twitching expectantly as he waited.
It took a moment, but L'ri eventually caught on to what Oncaeth was trying to do. So he moved to where the bronze had left just enough room for him next to the woman and took a seat there. "I hope this is fine... with the Maestro here I thought I'd join you. Though... maybe I should have gotten a bucket of food for Amagrith first. I can go do that if you'd like."