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30.Dec.13, 08:16 AM
While she was relieved to see the giant bronze and then R’nya, Rhaedalyn was also horribly embarrassed. She was covered in mud and stuck in the slick substance, looking like a complete failure. R’nya didn’t seem to have any issues finding his feet after all. She should have taken better care of herself and dodged the river of muck that came for her. She had put herself and Aradissicath in danger and her dear sweet dragon was currently stressed and that wasn’t good for one so close to clutching. She wanted to cry but Rhaedalyn held it together long enough to be assisted back to her feet where she stood in silence, staring at her feet for a moment.
A careful glance was stolen to R’nya and while he was dirty, he seemed to be doing okay. His hand holding hers was a nice lifeline as well. A part of her was convinced she’d fall back into the mud and be swallowed whole if she was left to stand on her own but it was nice to have her friend and protector there with her after such a scary event. Given the way the landslide had come crashing towards her, Rhaedalyn knew that everything between her and the start of the mess would have been hit but the true devastation hadn’t fully sank in thanks to the shock of nearly dying still lingering with her. Still, the question about what had happened was on her muddy lips but the strange voice in her head distracted her and she turned to stare up at Xyreith.
“Xy—Xyreith?” She blinked at the dragon and then nodded once after he listed the other gold dragons. “I’m glad to hear that.” In truth, she hadn’t even given a single one of them a second’s worth of thought. Her own safety and that of Aradissicath’s had been all she was concerned about. Until seeing R’nya, she hadn’t even had time to think about her closest friends. She truly was glad that Kahleena was safe but what about V’zire and Mevrit? I’shan and R’nd were sweet to her as well and she hoped to have word on them soon as well.
R’nya’s lack of acknowledgement over what everyone called his Golden Girls was odd enough but to have the bronzerider randomly state instead that there were two of his dragon, Rhaedalyn’s attention was once more fully grabbed and her thoughts stopped drifting into worrying about friends she didn’t know the state of. “R’nya? I don’t think the world is ready for two Xyreith. There’s thankfully still only one of him.” She studied him a moment longer before her free hand lifted to cup one of his cheeks. “Are you okay, Ren? Were you hurt?” Rhaedalyn’s first aid abilities extended to cleaning cuts and placing a band aid on them. Her cooking skills hadn’t always been as smooth as they currently were – and even then, there were bumps – so she had learned how to mend her fingers when they came into contact with an impressively sharp blade. So she had no idea how to tell what was wrong with R’nya, if anything.
His odd behaviour wouldn’t have been from alcohol either. R’nya was very good at watching how much he drank and had left early and seemed in far better shape than he was now. Perhaps he drank alone? What a horrible thought! That would be truly depressing if her friend was drinking alone to drown sorrows of some sort. It had to be medical-related and Rhaedalyn’s eyes darted over his face and then down his body, hoping to find something wrong. The mud and the lack of light didn’t help her in any way.
Having sensed the chaos had calmed down and that Rhaedalyn was fine, her fair of firelizards burst onto the scene, chirping their concerns as they fluttered around the humans before all landing on Aradissicath’s back. The gold had called them all to her, wanting to give Rhaedalyn some space after almost losing her in the mud. She seemed fine but she didn’t need to be smothered by affection just yet either. Although, Aradissicath wanted nothing more than to do exactly that with nuzzling her human and curling up around her to keep her safe. Thank you for your assistance, she spoke only to Xyreith as it seemed R’nya wasn’t entirely put together and she wasn’t about to add to the confusion.
A careful glance was stolen to R’nya and while he was dirty, he seemed to be doing okay. His hand holding hers was a nice lifeline as well. A part of her was convinced she’d fall back into the mud and be swallowed whole if she was left to stand on her own but it was nice to have her friend and protector there with her after such a scary event. Given the way the landslide had come crashing towards her, Rhaedalyn knew that everything between her and the start of the mess would have been hit but the true devastation hadn’t fully sank in thanks to the shock of nearly dying still lingering with her. Still, the question about what had happened was on her muddy lips but the strange voice in her head distracted her and she turned to stare up at Xyreith.
“Xy—Xyreith?” She blinked at the dragon and then nodded once after he listed the other gold dragons. “I’m glad to hear that.” In truth, she hadn’t even given a single one of them a second’s worth of thought. Her own safety and that of Aradissicath’s had been all she was concerned about. Until seeing R’nya, she hadn’t even had time to think about her closest friends. She truly was glad that Kahleena was safe but what about V’zire and Mevrit? I’shan and R’nd were sweet to her as well and she hoped to have word on them soon as well.
R’nya’s lack of acknowledgement over what everyone called his Golden Girls was odd enough but to have the bronzerider randomly state instead that there were two of his dragon, Rhaedalyn’s attention was once more fully grabbed and her thoughts stopped drifting into worrying about friends she didn’t know the state of. “R’nya? I don’t think the world is ready for two Xyreith. There’s thankfully still only one of him.” She studied him a moment longer before her free hand lifted to cup one of his cheeks. “Are you okay, Ren? Were you hurt?” Rhaedalyn’s first aid abilities extended to cleaning cuts and placing a band aid on them. Her cooking skills hadn’t always been as smooth as they currently were – and even then, there were bumps – so she had learned how to mend her fingers when they came into contact with an impressively sharp blade. So she had no idea how to tell what was wrong with R’nya, if anything.
His odd behaviour wouldn’t have been from alcohol either. R’nya was very good at watching how much he drank and had left early and seemed in far better shape than he was now. Perhaps he drank alone? What a horrible thought! That would be truly depressing if her friend was drinking alone to drown sorrows of some sort. It had to be medical-related and Rhaedalyn’s eyes darted over his face and then down his body, hoping to find something wrong. The mud and the lack of light didn’t help her in any way.
Having sensed the chaos had calmed down and that Rhaedalyn was fine, her fair of firelizards burst onto the scene, chirping their concerns as they fluttered around the humans before all landing on Aradissicath’s back. The gold had called them all to her, wanting to give Rhaedalyn some space after almost losing her in the mud. She seemed fine but she didn’t need to be smothered by affection just yet either. Although, Aradissicath wanted nothing more than to do exactly that with nuzzling her human and curling up around her to keep her safe. Thank you for your assistance, she spoke only to Xyreith as it seemed R’nya wasn’t entirely put together and she wasn’t about to add to the confusion.
