06.Jun.12, 07:36 PM
Ilveriath's appearance was, as it tended to be, subtle. The delicate blue flickered into the airspace over Ce'lie's hut and began a graceful spiral downward. I'shan gripped the straps tightly and leaned forward, noting with some dismay that the greenpair seemed to have just gotten home.
Were you hoping we'd miss them? he inquired. He knew that was pretty much the truth. It was fun to give his rider some gentle prods over it, though. Especially if it might help him lighten up.
Ilveriath was being a good sport about the kid. He wasn't particularly interested in it and had been more than willing to keep the secret for the sake of his rider's comfort. This was certainly going to be an interesting little adventure, though.
The blue landed, offering a brief rumbled greeting to Twilirth. I'shan hastily dismounted and pulled his riding cap back, letting his hair frizz wildly in all directions. His face was somewhat pale and his eyes revealed traces of apprehension hidden behind the same brazen bravado that sent him striding right up to the door.
He knocked hard and fast, goading himself into doing so before he chickened out. Casual visits were hard enough. He had no intention of actually breaking the news while he was there (he still liked to pretend like he never would), but something about this trip was...just off. Already off. What was he going to say to Ce'lie?
Ilveriath curled up close by and watched lazily. Act natural he encouraged lightly. Just because someone put you up to this visit doesn't mean you have to actually tell him. It's no different than any other visit the dragon said soothingly.
I'shan swallowed hard. Right. Any other visit. How long had it been now, since early winter?
Were you hoping we'd miss them? he inquired. He knew that was pretty much the truth. It was fun to give his rider some gentle prods over it, though. Especially if it might help him lighten up.
Ilveriath was being a good sport about the kid. He wasn't particularly interested in it and had been more than willing to keep the secret for the sake of his rider's comfort. This was certainly going to be an interesting little adventure, though.
The blue landed, offering a brief rumbled greeting to Twilirth. I'shan hastily dismounted and pulled his riding cap back, letting his hair frizz wildly in all directions. His face was somewhat pale and his eyes revealed traces of apprehension hidden behind the same brazen bravado that sent him striding right up to the door.
He knocked hard and fast, goading himself into doing so before he chickened out. Casual visits were hard enough. He had no intention of actually breaking the news while he was there (he still liked to pretend like he never would), but something about this trip was...just off. Already off. What was he going to say to Ce'lie?
Ilveriath curled up close by and watched lazily. Act natural he encouraged lightly. Just because someone put you up to this visit doesn't mean you have to actually tell him. It's no different than any other visit the dragon said soothingly.
I'shan swallowed hard. Right. Any other visit. How long had it been now, since early winter?