20.Apr.13, 08:55 PM
Bracing himself for a slap that never came, M'din found himself nodding at the no-nonsense woman sharing the pool. He approved of her sturdy frame and forwardness, and, much to her credit, she was taking the whole situation in stride. Momentarily he considered being embarrassed, but brushed it away without a second though. She seemed very nice, but then, everyone seemed very nice to M'din.
He recognized her as one of the gold candidates, Peony or Perry or something similar was her name. One day she would ride a lovely gold that Armath could pine after from afar. Slowly connecting the dots, he realized she must have stood to Impress yesterday. It was hard to describe such tangible disappointment to a person who had never stood for a dragon and failed. To have one job, one responsibility, one purpose, that he couldn't seem to take the first step to achieving made M'din the most disheartened he had ever been. After standing for the fifth time as a young man and repeating the same results, he had been convinced he would never accomplish what his brothers had as bronze riders.
"I'm sorry for disturbing you. Sometimes I'm rather absentminded," he explained. "I'm M'din." He leaned forward, extending his hand, oblivious to the fact that approaching a nude lady-stranger in a shared bathing pool displayed a certain lack of decorum.
Returning to his side of the pool, he said, "Before I Impressed it was very painful to be rejected by so many clutches. I must have stood a dozen times before Armath picked me." He found himself lost in thought again, fondly remembering the little chocolate-colored dragonet squawking and nipping until food was shoved into his mouth. "It helped me to talk about it with my sister and mother, and do you know what? My sister Impressed a blue at 26!" M'din began scrubbing himself with sweet sand, no longer concerned with propriety in front of the recently befriended woman.
He flashed a bearded grin at his poolmate, now rinsing off with comparable enthusiasm. "It's so worth it when it actually happens. Everything terrible about the past is just erased, and you have a brand new part of you to explore. You're going to love it. It's like a storybook coming to life." M'din soaked in the warm water, lounging and enjoying the company of the gold candidate.
He recognized her as one of the gold candidates, Peony or Perry or something similar was her name. One day she would ride a lovely gold that Armath could pine after from afar. Slowly connecting the dots, he realized she must have stood to Impress yesterday. It was hard to describe such tangible disappointment to a person who had never stood for a dragon and failed. To have one job, one responsibility, one purpose, that he couldn't seem to take the first step to achieving made M'din the most disheartened he had ever been. After standing for the fifth time as a young man and repeating the same results, he had been convinced he would never accomplish what his brothers had as bronze riders.
"I'm sorry for disturbing you. Sometimes I'm rather absentminded," he explained. "I'm M'din." He leaned forward, extending his hand, oblivious to the fact that approaching a nude lady-stranger in a shared bathing pool displayed a certain lack of decorum.
Returning to his side of the pool, he said, "Before I Impressed it was very painful to be rejected by so many clutches. I must have stood a dozen times before Armath picked me." He found himself lost in thought again, fondly remembering the little chocolate-colored dragonet squawking and nipping until food was shoved into his mouth. "It helped me to talk about it with my sister and mother, and do you know what? My sister Impressed a blue at 26!" M'din began scrubbing himself with sweet sand, no longer concerned with propriety in front of the recently befriended woman.
He flashed a bearded grin at his poolmate, now rinsing off with comparable enthusiasm. "It's so worth it when it actually happens. Everything terrible about the past is just erased, and you have a brand new part of you to explore. You're going to love it. It's like a storybook coming to life." M'din soaked in the warm water, lounging and enjoying the company of the gold candidate.