27.Sep.14, 04:46 AM
Even with everything else going on, Rhaedalyn still managed a delicate blush and small smile at R’nya’s greeting and enthusiasm. It was nice knowing that he was still there for her when other certain members of the opposite sex were not. It was even more comforting because he had put his own plans for the day on hold to join her on the hot sands when he really didn’t need to. No one else lined up to watch a cranky gold clutch. Most people were just interested in the eggs after the event. How many eggs? Was there a gold? Of course Xyreith and R’nya would be curious if there was; it was a nice status boost, just as the size of the clutch was.
“I’m not sure,” Rhaedalyn finally answered, not at all sure if she’d be happy if there was or wasn’t. In a way, she didn’t mind if there wasn’t a gold. It was one less dragon for Aradissicath to butt heads with and one less female rider to throw herself at her friend when flights were upon them. Not that she had any claim on R’nya! But she hated seeing every single woman bonded to a gold hoping and even telling him that they wanted him to win. She supposed she wasn’t much better but R’nya was a friend and someone she trusted. Who better to have beside her after a flight?
She almost burst into tears again as that thought led to her current state and how very likely it was that R’nya was the one that knocked her up. A little sniffle did escape but given the way the pain Aradissicath was in with every push she gave, it was hard not to feel it coming through their bond. Everyone always talked about the flight lust but not many pointed out that pain was felt rather clearly as well. Not that she wanted to tell R’nya how uncomfortable she currently was since then the bronzerider would try to be nice and help her more than he usually did. Besides, just showing up was nice enough, considering what Whisper had shown her.
The little gold had popped back soon after relaying her message, though Rhaedalyn wasn’t entirely sure what Whisper was trying to tell her in return. All she could gather was R’nya had been eating and seemed rather relaxed with wherever he was. “I’m sorry to have called you away from your plans. You didn’t have to rush over here, Ren,” she smiled weakly with a quick glance his way but turned back to watch Aradissicath. She was doing so well! Her brave trooper.
“I’m not sure,” Rhaedalyn finally answered, not at all sure if she’d be happy if there was or wasn’t. In a way, she didn’t mind if there wasn’t a gold. It was one less dragon for Aradissicath to butt heads with and one less female rider to throw herself at her friend when flights were upon them. Not that she had any claim on R’nya! But she hated seeing every single woman bonded to a gold hoping and even telling him that they wanted him to win. She supposed she wasn’t much better but R’nya was a friend and someone she trusted. Who better to have beside her after a flight?
She almost burst into tears again as that thought led to her current state and how very likely it was that R’nya was the one that knocked her up. A little sniffle did escape but given the way the pain Aradissicath was in with every push she gave, it was hard not to feel it coming through their bond. Everyone always talked about the flight lust but not many pointed out that pain was felt rather clearly as well. Not that she wanted to tell R’nya how uncomfortable she currently was since then the bronzerider would try to be nice and help her more than he usually did. Besides, just showing up was nice enough, considering what Whisper had shown her.
The little gold had popped back soon after relaying her message, though Rhaedalyn wasn’t entirely sure what Whisper was trying to tell her in return. All she could gather was R’nya had been eating and seemed rather relaxed with wherever he was. “I’m sorry to have called you away from your plans. You didn’t have to rush over here, Ren,” she smiled weakly with a quick glance his way but turned back to watch Aradissicath. She was doing so well! Her brave trooper.