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19.Sep.13, 02:16 PM
"Beautiful!" Z'ia bounced to his feet gracefully when Rhaedalyn replied, landing lightly on the balls of his feet and offering the girl a hand to pull her up from the ground. Plague was used to such unexpected movements from her human, and chittered smugly when Whisper was flung unexpectedly from his lap; Z'ia had completely forgotten about the little gold in his excitement, and only blinked in surprise at the response he recieved. The little bluerider ignored the gold firelizard as he bounced slightly on the spot.
"There are some bushes not far away. They might have some summer berries on them." Berries were something that Z'ia was pretty sure always seemed to be stuck on the bushes. He'd noted that some appeared in abundance during different seasons, naturally, but from the start of summer until just before winter, it was almost as if every berry on Pern made it its personal mission to bloom into delicious little baubles at some point. Berries were fantastic.Cinnamon is better... Z'ia giggled out a soft laugh and turned to pat Aveleth on the nose lightly, amused.
Turnign back to Rhaedalyn, Z'ia flashed a bright smile and began a bouncing almost skipping walk toward a location he knew berries had been growing in recently. He had no idea what type of berry they were, only thtat they tasted good, hadn't given him a belly ache and, - most importantly - hadn't killed him. "There are some good ones over here!" Still bouncing along, Z'ia turned to face Rhaedalyn and the two dragons before returning his attention to what direction he was bounding along in. When he reached the treeline, teh bluerider flung a mischevious look back over his shoulder at the girl and the two dragons, and then vanished amongst the trunks. Aveleth snorted in amusment.
He's hiding, he warned, clearly amused as he paused at the edge of the trees. There were gaps between them, but Aveleth was far too timid to push his blue hide through, despite the fact that he could have fit. A glance at Aradissicath and Aveleth would have felt rude to do so, at any rate; the gold dragon would never fit. She was slimmer than he, but the added length (and, without being mean) her rather uncooridinated nature would wind up with a mess occurring. He'd hate for her to get hurt! So, Aveleth found himself a nice spot, and settled his blue hide down under the dappled shade.
His attention shifted back to the two girls;He is terrible at playing hide and seek. "I am not!" See? Amusement rolled off Aveleth as Z'ia's indignant retort still echoed mildly between the trees.
"There are some bushes not far away. They might have some summer berries on them." Berries were something that Z'ia was pretty sure always seemed to be stuck on the bushes. He'd noted that some appeared in abundance during different seasons, naturally, but from the start of summer until just before winter, it was almost as if every berry on Pern made it its personal mission to bloom into delicious little baubles at some point. Berries were fantastic.
Turnign back to Rhaedalyn, Z'ia flashed a bright smile and began a bouncing almost skipping walk toward a location he knew berries had been growing in recently. He had no idea what type of berry they were, only thtat they tasted good, hadn't given him a belly ache and, - most importantly - hadn't killed him. "There are some good ones over here!" Still bouncing along, Z'ia turned to face Rhaedalyn and the two dragons before returning his attention to what direction he was bounding along in. When he reached the treeline, teh bluerider flung a mischevious look back over his shoulder at the girl and the two dragons, and then vanished amongst the trunks. Aveleth snorted in amusment.
His attention shifted back to the two girls;
Unless stated otherwise, Aveleth never speaks to anyone but Z'ia
