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13.Dec.13, 10:37 AM
No, you should stay where it is warm and dry. Aradissicath sulked, trying with all of her might to keep the girl in bed.
Nonsense. You said you’re uncomfortable and I want to be with you. Why was that so hard to understand? Rhaedalyn assumed it was just her dragon being contradictory for the sake of being contradictory as minutes before she had woken the sleeping girl to complain about how uncomfortable she was and how lonely it was on the Sands. It was indeed quite tempting to obey her dragon and stay in bed after a lovely evening celebrating the successful hatching of so many pretty and healthy dragonets but Rhaedalyn knew Aradissicath would enjoy the company and Rhaedalyn did love spending time with her dragon. It seemed so hard anymore to spend time alone together.
There always seemed to be others around on the Sands and they had lessons with Tsuen when they weren’t being checked out by G’rem. It would be a welcomed quiet time together and that thought had Rhaedalyn nearly skipping down the rows of huts to the Sands. She was still dressed in her nightgown with a robe tossed over it and a light blanket around her shoulders though proper shoes had been slipped on. The mud made everything slick and her cute dainty slippers would be ruined the moment she stepped outside.
As she went along her way, memories of the night played back in her mind and Rhaedalyn grinned like a silly little girl at all the dances Z’ia had given her. He was so sweet and such a gentleman. How had she managed to be so lucky as to capture such a man’s attention and hold it for so long? She sighed as she padded across the Sands and had to stop herself from twirling in her excitement before coming to a stop bear Aradissicath.
“How are you feeling, mom-to-be?” She knew dragons didn’t really go by who their parents were and thought nothing about it but Rhaedalyn had always liked the idea of one day being a mother and adored time with children so she currently lived vicariously through her dragon. As well as expected for someone that can barely stand up without feeling lopsided or waddling around in pain.. Rhaedalyn crinkled her nose at the grumpy dragon and softly ran a hand down the burdened belly. She could see how horrible it had been on her sweet dragon as she watched the already awkwardly sized dragon fumble around even more the more egg-heavy she became. She wished there was a way to help.
Get them out of me would be a nice start. The gold grumbled but her temper had already settled down though she took to pacing a bit in an effort to alleviate some of the tension of how the eggs currently sat. “I know, Dissi. It should be soon, right?” An answer didn’t come as the rumbling that had been far off in the distance and completely ignored in favour of daydreams or the belief it was thunder, moved in closer.
Rhaedalyn looked around and finally stopped, facing the mountain. She frowned but unable to know the sound, moved off in that direction. Rhae… I don’t like this. Something is wrong. Once more agitated, Aradissicath’s pacing picked up, acting more like a caged animal as her fear started to grow. That noise wasn’t normal and all too quickly they found out why. Before either could truly react with more than a squeak of surprise and the following the instinct to flee from danger, the landslide of mud and muck was upon them.
Aradissicath managed an extremely awkward and less than graceful take off as the instinct to protect her eggs fought with that of protecting her bonded. They had wandered too far apart, however, so the urges of a mother won out. Rhaedalyn, on the other hand, was left to run as quickly as she could on the wet sand, in the dark, and with her less than stellar athletic abilities. The edge of the flow of mud easily caught up to her and Rhaedalyn was soon knocked down and being pulled along the current that had no qualms with where it went.
Rhaedalyn! Aradissicath’s screech was uncensored and anyone attuned to the dragon would have heard her panic as she temporarily lost sight of the girl. The terrified dragon watched in horror as the muck continued to tear apart most of the Sands and continue on into the Square. When it slowed, Aradissicath dropped back down to the ground and waddled with a purpose towards the area she had seen Rhaedalyn go down at and started pawing through the muck. She was alive, she knew that much but where was that girl?
A gasp and coughing fit further down the path of destruction earned a frantic gold dragon racing towards Rhaedalyn. “I’m fine, Dissi,” the words were barely out before another cough was upon her. Rhaedalyn had luck on her side the moment she was struck down, getting clipped by the edge and not getting dragged along as far or as deeply into the mud as she could have been. It was still a mess as she was covered in every inch in the muck that was currently up to her waist from sitting.
Standing was definitely an issue as Rhaedalyn gave it a try after breathing came more naturally to her and the mess of curls she hadn’t bound back before leaving the hut was finally brushed from her face. “I think I’m stuck, Dissi,” there was more disbelief than panic as Rhaedalyn tried again, only to find the mud was too slick and had an odd suction hold on her. That wasn’t good.
Grab my neck and I’ll try to pull you out. Rhaedalyn stared up at her dragon who was trying to delicately walk her way through the mud to get a bit closer and not stuck herself. Well, they didn’t have any other bright ideas. Wishing she had somewhere clean and dry on her to wipe her hands to help with better traction, Rhaedalyn wrapped her arms around her dragon’s neck and they tried to free her.
Nonsense. You said you’re uncomfortable and I want to be with you. Why was that so hard to understand? Rhaedalyn assumed it was just her dragon being contradictory for the sake of being contradictory as minutes before she had woken the sleeping girl to complain about how uncomfortable she was and how lonely it was on the Sands. It was indeed quite tempting to obey her dragon and stay in bed after a lovely evening celebrating the successful hatching of so many pretty and healthy dragonets but Rhaedalyn knew Aradissicath would enjoy the company and Rhaedalyn did love spending time with her dragon. It seemed so hard anymore to spend time alone together.
There always seemed to be others around on the Sands and they had lessons with Tsuen when they weren’t being checked out by G’rem. It would be a welcomed quiet time together and that thought had Rhaedalyn nearly skipping down the rows of huts to the Sands. She was still dressed in her nightgown with a robe tossed over it and a light blanket around her shoulders though proper shoes had been slipped on. The mud made everything slick and her cute dainty slippers would be ruined the moment she stepped outside.
As she went along her way, memories of the night played back in her mind and Rhaedalyn grinned like a silly little girl at all the dances Z’ia had given her. He was so sweet and such a gentleman. How had she managed to be so lucky as to capture such a man’s attention and hold it for so long? She sighed as she padded across the Sands and had to stop herself from twirling in her excitement before coming to a stop bear Aradissicath.
“How are you feeling, mom-to-be?” She knew dragons didn’t really go by who their parents were and thought nothing about it but Rhaedalyn had always liked the idea of one day being a mother and adored time with children so she currently lived vicariously through her dragon. As well as expected for someone that can barely stand up without feeling lopsided or waddling around in pain.. Rhaedalyn crinkled her nose at the grumpy dragon and softly ran a hand down the burdened belly. She could see how horrible it had been on her sweet dragon as she watched the already awkwardly sized dragon fumble around even more the more egg-heavy she became. She wished there was a way to help.
Get them out of me would be a nice start. The gold grumbled but her temper had already settled down though she took to pacing a bit in an effort to alleviate some of the tension of how the eggs currently sat. “I know, Dissi. It should be soon, right?” An answer didn’t come as the rumbling that had been far off in the distance and completely ignored in favour of daydreams or the belief it was thunder, moved in closer.
Rhaedalyn looked around and finally stopped, facing the mountain. She frowned but unable to know the sound, moved off in that direction. Rhae… I don’t like this. Something is wrong. Once more agitated, Aradissicath’s pacing picked up, acting more like a caged animal as her fear started to grow. That noise wasn’t normal and all too quickly they found out why. Before either could truly react with more than a squeak of surprise and the following the instinct to flee from danger, the landslide of mud and muck was upon them.
Aradissicath managed an extremely awkward and less than graceful take off as the instinct to protect her eggs fought with that of protecting her bonded. They had wandered too far apart, however, so the urges of a mother won out. Rhaedalyn, on the other hand, was left to run as quickly as she could on the wet sand, in the dark, and with her less than stellar athletic abilities. The edge of the flow of mud easily caught up to her and Rhaedalyn was soon knocked down and being pulled along the current that had no qualms with where it went.
Rhaedalyn! Aradissicath’s screech was uncensored and anyone attuned to the dragon would have heard her panic as she temporarily lost sight of the girl. The terrified dragon watched in horror as the muck continued to tear apart most of the Sands and continue on into the Square. When it slowed, Aradissicath dropped back down to the ground and waddled with a purpose towards the area she had seen Rhaedalyn go down at and started pawing through the muck. She was alive, she knew that much but where was that girl?
A gasp and coughing fit further down the path of destruction earned a frantic gold dragon racing towards Rhaedalyn. “I’m fine, Dissi,” the words were barely out before another cough was upon her. Rhaedalyn had luck on her side the moment she was struck down, getting clipped by the edge and not getting dragged along as far or as deeply into the mud as she could have been. It was still a mess as she was covered in every inch in the muck that was currently up to her waist from sitting.
Standing was definitely an issue as Rhaedalyn gave it a try after breathing came more naturally to her and the mess of curls she hadn’t bound back before leaving the hut was finally brushed from her face. “I think I’m stuck, Dissi,” there was more disbelief than panic as Rhaedalyn tried again, only to find the mud was too slick and had an odd suction hold on her. That wasn’t good.
Grab my neck and I’ll try to pull you out. Rhaedalyn stared up at her dragon who was trying to delicately walk her way through the mud to get a bit closer and not stuck herself. Well, they didn’t have any other bright ideas. Wishing she had somewhere clean and dry on her to wipe her hands to help with better traction, Rhaedalyn wrapped her arms around her dragon’s neck and they tried to free her.
