Stupid heat [M'din]

He was sweating. He hated sweating - unless of course he happened to be sweating in his bed with a lovely woman beneath him - he disliked the rapidly smoldering heat of the south. He bit into the redfruit he had packed. He glanced out to the water where the big brown behemoth he called lifemate, frolicked and played like a hatchling. Ironth had pestered him until he'd relented. He had been content to spend the day in the shadows of his well ventilated hut, catching a cool breeze here and there. But noooo.. Ironth had insisted. Even went so far as to play on his anxiety to get K'ton to come to the lake. He shook his head as he ripped another bite from the fruit. It wasn't like Ironth to settle with deceit when cajoling and pesters didn't work. I was hot and you weren't listening the brown said as he sank beneath the water, bright eyes shining from beneath the waves.

Of course I wasn't listening. I was comfortable Ironth, he told the dragon. He sighed with pleasure when a breeze rolled off the blue water in front of him, momentarily drying the sweat that coated his skin. But his pleasure was short lived as the breeze was cut short and sweat sprang up again. I hate it here Ironth, his words were miserable as he attempted to create his own breeze. Oh I don't know. I kind of like it down here. Its warm most of the time. There's no snow and I get to play with fire lizards the last was said rather slyly as the dragon swam about.

Now don't you start that again, Ironth! he huffed. Firelizards. The bane of his existence. They were loud, obnoxious and got into everything. And of course Ironth had a penchant for the nasty little buggers. The brown continually bothered him about one. He wanted a friend he said. Like K'ton couldn't be all the friend he needed. I think one would be fun the brown said then I would have someone to talk to when you're... Busy K'ton rolled his eyes, Why can't you just make friends with another dragon? You'd still have someone to talk to who is at least moderately intelligent. The dragon lumbered out of the water to waddle over to K'ton, dripping on his rider as he did so. Ironth! You're getting water all over me! Move! he said as he attempted to scramble out of the way.

I have friends that are dragons, he said as he went to settle under the shade of a redfruit tree. Uh huh.. Sure you do. And I'm Sorka Hanrahan The dragon huffed, I do. And you can't be Sorka Hanrahan. You're a man and I am definitely not a gold The dragon said, which brought about even more eye rolling from K'ton. Grabbing at his basket as he chuckled at Ironth words, K'ton grabbed another fruit. As he turned to lean back against the tree, he spied someone coming this way. Look Ironth. Here's your opportunity to make a new friend! For the life of me I can't remember his name though, he said as he furrowed his brows in mock concentration. M'din of brown Armath Ironth supplied and would have rolled his eyes had he been capable.

By no means do you have to match that!