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30.Jun.13, 05:43 PM
Ravana nodded and looked down at Stubborn who was nibbling at Ravana's fingertips in her usual playful fashion. She blinked when R'nya summoned a kitchen brat for more food, nearly arguing that she could get more food forherself when Stubborn took a hard chomp at her thumb again. She yanked her hand away glaring at the little lizard, and was thus occupied until the food actually arrived.
The firelizard looked at R'nya, the tiny gold giving off the air of working with him to get her mistress fed. Ravana picked up the mulled wine and took a tiny sip, barely enough to wet her lips. Ravana generally didn't drink, but she was too polite to turn down the drink. Stubborn inched forward, and took the cheese with a forepaw, sitting down to eat it neatly.
After, she took a piece of cheese from Ravana's hand in the same fashion. Satisfied, she curled up to lay down on the table, the tiny gold chirping contentedly. Ravana had picked up a piece of fruit to nibble on it, then set it down at the question.
Her first instinct was to deny it. Tell him nothing was wrong and skedaddle. Trouble was, Ravana disliked lying to her friends and usually just couldn't do it, no matter how much she might want to. It would be rude wouldn't it, to tell him to butt out. She nearly did it anyways, opened her mouth to do so.
The resolve to do so showed on her face so she was surprised to hear her traitor mouth saying, "Nightmares." She shrugged, trying to downplay her own words since she couldn't take them back. "Between training and taking care of Stubborn, making sure Terken's ready to stand, settling Berani into my home rather than the creche, keeping Shanith from running too far amuck and feeling my way along with B'run, I've filled my plate over full. I just need to learn to manage it and realize failure isn't the end of the world and I'll be fine. Until then I'll deal with the nightmares."
She wouldn't lie to him, but rather he think it was personal problems rather than know she was having nightmares over wing practice and T'rel's tendancy to enforce discipline with the lash and the fact that once he did lash her, B'run's reaction would blow the roof off the hut she often shared with him.Liar Ravana ignored her dragon, ignored the spike of a headache as Shanith reminded her that while Xyreith was an idiot, R'nya wasn't.
The firelizard looked at R'nya, the tiny gold giving off the air of working with him to get her mistress fed. Ravana picked up the mulled wine and took a tiny sip, barely enough to wet her lips. Ravana generally didn't drink, but she was too polite to turn down the drink. Stubborn inched forward, and took the cheese with a forepaw, sitting down to eat it neatly.
After, she took a piece of cheese from Ravana's hand in the same fashion. Satisfied, she curled up to lay down on the table, the tiny gold chirping contentedly. Ravana had picked up a piece of fruit to nibble on it, then set it down at the question.
Her first instinct was to deny it. Tell him nothing was wrong and skedaddle. Trouble was, Ravana disliked lying to her friends and usually just couldn't do it, no matter how much she might want to. It would be rude wouldn't it, to tell him to butt out. She nearly did it anyways, opened her mouth to do so.
The resolve to do so showed on her face so she was surprised to hear her traitor mouth saying, "Nightmares." She shrugged, trying to downplay her own words since she couldn't take them back. "Between training and taking care of Stubborn, making sure Terken's ready to stand, settling Berani into my home rather than the creche, keeping Shanith from running too far amuck and feeling my way along with B'run, I've filled my plate over full. I just need to learn to manage it and realize failure isn't the end of the world and I'll be fine. Until then I'll deal with the nightmares."
She wouldn't lie to him, but rather he think it was personal problems rather than know she was having nightmares over wing practice and T'rel's tendancy to enforce discipline with the lash and the fact that once he did lash her, B'run's reaction would blow the roof off the hut she often shared with him.
