26.Jan.12, 01:13 AM
Erisi was comfortable with dragons, as long as they remained at a distance. This one, however, was walking at him. He was no weyrbrat, for Faranth's sake, he had been convinced that all the dragons had died in the plague before he was drugged and hoisted down south to this Weyr. He had no experience with dragons, and no idea what to assume Ronarth was doing by walking towards him. Ronarth was big. Erisi was not. The Harper was convinced that he was going to be trampled by an overlarge dragon. If he had a dragon's eyes, they would be flashing yellow with fear. Instead, his eyes widened, lips parting slightly as if he would yelp. His guitar was very suddenly placed between himself and the dragon, though in hindsight it would probably do nothing to protect him.
He knew dragons didn't hurt people, but instinct said that it was a high possibility right now. The dragon stopped short enough to keep from running him over, but the creature's head lowered to his eye level, and Erisi was sure there were sharp teeth in its mouth. Erisi tried to placate himself in those few moments by using reason over emotion. Dragons really didn't eat people. They were capable of it, but they didn't do it. He had not heard of a single case of a dragon killing and consuming a human, so surely there was no possibility of it suddenly happening now...
Okay, he was still feeling panicked.
And, just maybe, he whined a little as the dragon nudged him. His dignity would never allow for him to openly admit that he had, though. The dragon's rider finally told the creature off, but it did little to calm the young Harper down. At least he was in one piece, right? His panic turned quickly to self-defense, and his blue eyes were a little more harsh when they fixed on D'ren again. "Friendly?" Erisi's voice was a little steadier, but he was still embarrassed by it. "I guess personal space isn't an option." It was difficult to tell whether Erisi was joking or genuinely sour. He felt a little bit of both, anyways. He needed to joke around a little to calm himself.
After a few moments, the color in his face started to return. He had heard Ronarth's apology, and could only assume that it was directed at him. At least the creature felt bad about nearly running him over, right?[/size]
He knew dragons didn't hurt people, but instinct said that it was a high possibility right now. The dragon stopped short enough to keep from running him over, but the creature's head lowered to his eye level, and Erisi was sure there were sharp teeth in its mouth. Erisi tried to placate himself in those few moments by using reason over emotion. Dragons really didn't eat people. They were capable of it, but they didn't do it. He had not heard of a single case of a dragon killing and consuming a human, so surely there was no possibility of it suddenly happening now...
Okay, he was still feeling panicked.
And, just maybe, he whined a little as the dragon nudged him. His dignity would never allow for him to openly admit that he had, though. The dragon's rider finally told the creature off, but it did little to calm the young Harper down. At least he was in one piece, right? His panic turned quickly to self-defense, and his blue eyes were a little more harsh when they fixed on D'ren again. "Friendly?" Erisi's voice was a little steadier, but he was still embarrassed by it. "I guess personal space isn't an option." It was difficult to tell whether Erisi was joking or genuinely sour. He felt a little bit of both, anyways. He needed to joke around a little to calm himself.
After a few moments, the color in his face started to return. He had heard Ronarth's apology, and could only assume that it was directed at him. At least the creature felt bad about nearly running him over, right?[/size]