25.Feb.12, 09:27 AM
What is safer than a dragon's neck?! Larrikith asked joyfully, highly amused by the young man's thoughts that the numbweed patch was indeed a better place to be. Used to B'jin's stark refusal to go anywhere near such patches, she had been delighted when he'd agreed that picking up Valerian (rescuing that poor harper's fingers!) from the stuff was a good idea. So, it had happened, with the green dragon more than delighted to encourage him aboard while B'jin sat like a board of wrought iron on her back, refusing to even step foot on the grounds surrounding the well cared for patches. She didn't blame him, but she did find it hilarious. They were both pleased by the fact that Valerian had been borrowing gloves for the picking, and as such, left them behind without an issue or comment from rider or dragon. B'jin's allergy was touchy and fresh numbweed was several times worse than brewed.
B'jin gave a gusty laugh as a yelp was ripped from Valerian. Still laughing, he wrapped his right arm securely around the younger man's waist as the dragon leveled out and Valerian was still shrieking. Still chuckling, B'jin leaned in closer, so he could speak directly into the Harper's ears, breath warm; "There are far worse places to die!" Larrikith slowed her pace down, letting the herd beasts flee before her in a mass of panic while behind them, there were five of the beasts tossed at random upon the ground. Banking sharply, Larrikith twisted around to head back in the direction they had come, her flight swift and clean as she angled in on the last beast she had killed.
Hold tight! Larrikith chirped to her passengers, far too happily, and then folded her wings, literally dropping like a stone. B'jin hissed between his teeth as his stomach flew up into his throat in the movement. Decades of flying could never stop that, no matter how prepared he was. Her wings flared suddenly, halting the rapid decent just before she hit the ground. Not pausing, Larrikith swooped in to pick up the beast, and then brought her wings down strongly, visibly straining to lift a beast that was near enough in size to herself to be physically difficult.
"We're going to wink between" B'jin warned, speaking once more into Valerian's ear. "Ready, one, two, three!" On the word, the pair vanished into the black void. B'jin instinctively tightened his grip around Valerian, aware that the younger Harper would be highly unlikely to feel his touch. When they reappeared once more in reality, B'jin loosened his grip to rest his arm lightly around the young man, while Larrikith's breath strained as she dropped the beast beside on of the first.
Might as well grab the others now. I won't be able to if I stop, B'jin. Sharding stupid things are heavy! Her comment was directed mostly to B'jin, but included Valerian in her commentary, as she twisted her head around to look back at them both. Besides, if we lose them to felines I'm going to be really pissed!
B'jin just laughed. "Alright. You okay, Val? She's a bit extreme." Larrikith snorted at them, as she turned to coast quietly in the direction of the furthest remaining beast. If she started at the back, she'd have less distance to travel as she got more tired. Larrikith loved hunting, but she would have been much happier if she had another three feet on her size.
B'jin gave a gusty laugh as a yelp was ripped from Valerian. Still laughing, he wrapped his right arm securely around the younger man's waist as the dragon leveled out and Valerian was still shrieking. Still chuckling, B'jin leaned in closer, so he could speak directly into the Harper's ears, breath warm; "There are far worse places to die!" Larrikith slowed her pace down, letting the herd beasts flee before her in a mass of panic while behind them, there were five of the beasts tossed at random upon the ground. Banking sharply, Larrikith twisted around to head back in the direction they had come, her flight swift and clean as she angled in on the last beast she had killed.
Hold tight! Larrikith chirped to her passengers, far too happily, and then folded her wings, literally dropping like a stone. B'jin hissed between his teeth as his stomach flew up into his throat in the movement. Decades of flying could never stop that, no matter how prepared he was. Her wings flared suddenly, halting the rapid decent just before she hit the ground. Not pausing, Larrikith swooped in to pick up the beast, and then brought her wings down strongly, visibly straining to lift a beast that was near enough in size to herself to be physically difficult.
"We're going to wink between" B'jin warned, speaking once more into Valerian's ear. "Ready, one, two, three!" On the word, the pair vanished into the black void. B'jin instinctively tightened his grip around Valerian, aware that the younger Harper would be highly unlikely to feel his touch. When they reappeared once more in reality, B'jin loosened his grip to rest his arm lightly around the young man, while Larrikith's breath strained as she dropped the beast beside on of the first.
Might as well grab the others now. I won't be able to if I stop, B'jin. Sharding stupid things are heavy! Her comment was directed mostly to B'jin, but included Valerian in her commentary, as she twisted her head around to look back at them both. Besides, if we lose them to felines I'm going to be really pissed!
B'jin just laughed. "Alright. You okay, Val? She's a bit extreme." Larrikith snorted at them, as she turned to coast quietly in the direction of the furthest remaining beast. If she started at the back, she'd have less distance to travel as she got more tired. Larrikith loved hunting, but she would have been much happier if she had another three feet on her size.