12.Jul.13, 10:39 PM
Her brow arched in surprise when he told her about using the games during wing practice. She never knew that the wings did things like that. She always figured it was flight drills and firestone chewing and the like. It wasn't so much her father barring her from watching because he did. She just always felt out of place with the girls who swooned and adored watching wing practices. Maybe if she had tried to make friends with the other girls maybe she would've heard more about R'nya's fascination with children's games but it was just so difficult for her. Too many years of being alone but for A'mad and too many years of pity cast her way.
"I suppose it would make sense," she commented. It did in a way make sense to her, especially the arrogance part. She'd learned first hand how arrogant a dragonrider could be. The rider's around Katila just never seemed to be able to get past that part of themselves. Not that the rest of them were much better. Her eyes drifted to the cloud he'd called an egg. It had taken a different shape for Ameris.
"Hatchling," she said with a grin, "Not an egg. A hatchling." She glanced back towards the water where Xyreith still drifted below the surface. One day if all went the way it was planned she'd be able to call a hatchling her own. Be able to banter back and forth with the beast and watch her dragon loll about in the water. "What's it like?" she asked, "Being bonded?"
"I suppose it would make sense," she commented. It did in a way make sense to her, especially the arrogance part. She'd learned first hand how arrogant a dragonrider could be. The rider's around Katila just never seemed to be able to get past that part of themselves. Not that the rest of them were much better. Her eyes drifted to the cloud he'd called an egg. It had taken a different shape for Ameris.
"Hatchling," she said with a grin, "Not an egg. A hatchling." She glanced back towards the water where Xyreith still drifted below the surface. One day if all went the way it was planned she'd be able to call a hatchling her own. Be able to banter back and forth with the beast and watch her dragon loll about in the water. "What's it like?" she asked, "Being bonded?"