07.Apr.13, 03:25 AM
R’nya blinked again, a fluttering of lashes as the action was repeated several times at Rhaedalyn’s swift denial of Muffin being anywhere, or doing anything – notably things he should not be doing. The bronzerider’s eyebrows slowly lowered into a frown and he took another sip of his tea, refraining from grimacing at the less than favoured flavour. Rhaedalyn filled the silence with another statement, and R’nya’s eyebrows shot back up his forehead, eyes snapping to meet Rhaedalyn’s. “I see.” Well, at least if he had not ruined anything yet, he might not ruin anything at all. Muffin was not the type of firelizard to wait until you least expected it (at least in R’nya’s experience) and if he were going to break something, he would already be aware of the breakage.
“My bedroom?” If R’nya had ever drawled anything before, it was nothing to the flat, dry tone of voice he used in that moment. Of course the firelizard was in his bedroom. Where else would a little critter like Muffin go? A blue, no less, that had no idea how to mind his manners or keep his nose out of trouble. Like all blues, he never put himself in bad trouble – he was just consistently annoying. R’nya smiled against the lip of his cup, sipping the liquid, watching placidly as Whisper took off to scold her companion and Rhaedalyn began dancing around on the spot.
The girl was blushing again. R’nya lowered his cup slowly, frowning at her in a manner that invited her to state whatever it was that had the flush on her cheeks deepening suddenly and the way she was looking so horrified. Whatever was the silly girl getting excited about now? R’nya blinked, before jerking his head back in surprise at the suddenly scandalised girl’s words. “What?!” Startled, R’nya’s voice was a jarring yelp of a whisper. “Rhaedalyn!” Scandalised, R’nya stared at her. “I most certainly do not!” Great Faranth is that why she was all flushed up!? Was she imagining… R’nya’s face heated up slowly, and he shook his head firmly.
“Why would you think that?” He was not even sure he really wanted to know, but at least if the silly woman told him what had put such a ridiculous notion in her head, he could avoid letting her think it again! Honestly!
“My bedroom?” If R’nya had ever drawled anything before, it was nothing to the flat, dry tone of voice he used in that moment. Of course the firelizard was in his bedroom. Where else would a little critter like Muffin go? A blue, no less, that had no idea how to mind his manners or keep his nose out of trouble. Like all blues, he never put himself in bad trouble – he was just consistently annoying. R’nya smiled against the lip of his cup, sipping the liquid, watching placidly as Whisper took off to scold her companion and Rhaedalyn began dancing around on the spot.
The girl was blushing again. R’nya lowered his cup slowly, frowning at her in a manner that invited her to state whatever it was that had the flush on her cheeks deepening suddenly and the way she was looking so horrified. Whatever was the silly girl getting excited about now? R’nya blinked, before jerking his head back in surprise at the suddenly scandalised girl’s words. “What?!” Startled, R’nya’s voice was a jarring yelp of a whisper. “Rhaedalyn!” Scandalised, R’nya stared at her. “I most certainly do not!” Great Faranth is that why she was all flushed up!? Was she imagining… R’nya’s face heated up slowly, and he shook his head firmly.
“Why would you think that?” He was not even sure he really wanted to know, but at least if the silly woman told him what had put such a ridiculous notion in her head, he could avoid letting her think it again! Honestly!