31.Jul.13, 11:46 PM
Ameris watched quietly as Aradissicath stomped away. Most of the words of the elder gold were unnecessary and quite uncalled for and she still considered it a tantrum and probably always would but she would try to let it go. She watched as Rhaedalyn gave her forced good bye from beneath her lashes, idly stroking Mizeath along her head. She of all people knew the wounded look that slithered behind eyes perched in a rather false happiness. Ameris had seen the same in any reflective surface for much of her life to mistake it for anything else. She had taken great pains to speak words that would not do any harm to the girl, carefully keeping her tone even and calm for she didn't blame Rhaedalyn for Aradissicath's outburst. The dragon had her own mind and blaming her rider for it would be like blaming a leaf for falling from a tree. Pointless.
She listened to R'nya with half an ear as she mulled over how best to handle a situation with Rhaedalyn. A meeting alone would be the best thing she was certain. She highly doubted they could get through a meeting with their golds present without someone crying and she had even marks that it wouldn't be her. And she had no urge to make the younger girl cry so a meeting without the two would need to be arranged.
She smiled and nodded at R'nya's words and Mizeath gave his hand a light lick as the bronzerider took his leave.I can not like her you know. But I will be polite if I must the sunlit gold told her rider. Ameris tore her gaze from the retreating back of the bronzerider and his dragon to look down at Mizeath, "You must." Mizeath snorted as Ameris turned to Peorray to accept her congratulations. "Here's hoping she stays that way anyway," she said in response to the other woman's words, "And of course you haven't ruined my day. Now go! Enjoy your impression celebrations and your new dragon, Peorray. You deserve it as much as any of us."
We will go meet the other now? Mizeath asked quietly as they watched Wydrith and Peorray walk away. She grimaced at Mizeath's question. The other could only be A'mad and she dreaded it. I am very curious about him. He features a lot in your memories . "If we must," Ameris said. We must, her dragon insisted as she collected her sinuous body from the ground and went off, stopping long enough to wait for her dark hair rider to catch up before moving again.
**Ameris and Mizeath... Exit stage left!**
She listened to R'nya with half an ear as she mulled over how best to handle a situation with Rhaedalyn. A meeting alone would be the best thing she was certain. She highly doubted they could get through a meeting with their golds present without someone crying and she had even marks that it wouldn't be her. And she had no urge to make the younger girl cry so a meeting without the two would need to be arranged.
She smiled and nodded at R'nya's words and Mizeath gave his hand a light lick as the bronzerider took his leave.
**Ameris and Mizeath... Exit stage left!**