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13.Apr.18, 08:17 AM
Xyreith heard the welcoming bellow of the watch dragon to the new arrival, and looked up from where he was sunning himself on the ledge. Xyreith had decided Aradissicath was in a sour mood, so he’d decided to leave her to her apparent irritation alone. There was only so much a bronze dragon could handle, after all, and Xyreith had enough. It had not helped that the two mini-mes were in the mood to climb on him and put their grubby little fingers up his nose. Honestly, that was the main reason he’d retreated to a ledge on a sheer cliff where the children couldn’t get near him. It was peaceful and he was enjoying the sun.
Seeing Ghaeth, however, told Xyreith he was going to be getting a lot more entertainment in the very near future, and he rumbled in amusement to himself as he watched the younger dragon float down to land and let his rider off. Xyreith watched, until the brownrider vanished into the Weyr and he turned his attention to watching Ghaeth go and entertain himself.
What’re you up to?
Sunning, Xyreith answered honestly, and he felt R’nya’s dry amusement at his response.
I can feel your amusement.
That must be nice for you, Xyreith quipped, peering through R’nya’s eyes to see what the man was up to. Playing dollies with his offspring, apparently; his rider was sprawled on his stomach on the floor, chin resting in one hand, which was propping him up, while he obediently moved the doll in his other hand as commanded by his bossy daughters. Xyreith snorted and shook his great head. You have an important visitor, he added.
Of course I do, R’nya sighed, and Xyreith was both highly amused, and slightly alarmed, by how upset he sounded at his game of dolls being interrupted. Can Jajojin deal with it?
No. The dragon could feel R’nya rolling his eyes as he passed the doll to Rhaedalyn and hauled himself to his feet with an apologetic look. Kissing mate and offspring on the tops of each of their heads, R’nya made his way out of the Weyr and the lazy day he had been enjoying, to stride towards his office.
There is no rush, Xyreith input in amusement.
The sooner this is dealt with, the sooner I can go back to my family, his rider pointed out reasonably, and Xyreith snorted, wondering not for the first time why R’nya was so obsessed with his offspring. His mate, Xyreith understood, he enjoyed spending time with Aradissicath as much as he was currently avoiding her, but he never took any particular interest in their hatchlings once they’d been Impressed. Maybe that was why R’nya was still so obsessed with his little ones. They were very slow at the whole Impression thing, these humans.
Feeling that R’nya was almost to his office, Xyreith turned his attention fully back to his rider, peering through his eyes in anticipation as the bronzerider reached his office door and saw it ajar. Making the correct assumption that his guest was already inside, R’nya pushed the door open and took two steps in. Xyreith had to work extremely hard not to crow with his amusement as his rider stared at the image of K’tir with his boots up on his desk and a book in hand.
“You are not important!” R’nya exclaimed, and Xyreith finally failed at hiding his amusement and the hilarity he was feeding cascaded into R’nya’s mind. Xyreith could feel his rider scowling but his own enjoyment was too high to be bothered by the trouble he’d likely caused for both himself and K’tir.
Seeing Ghaeth, however, told Xyreith he was going to be getting a lot more entertainment in the very near future, and he rumbled in amusement to himself as he watched the younger dragon float down to land and let his rider off. Xyreith watched, until the brownrider vanished into the Weyr and he turned his attention to watching Ghaeth go and entertain himself.
What’re you up to?
I can feel your amusement.
Of course I do, R’nya sighed, and Xyreith was both highly amused, and slightly alarmed, by how upset he sounded at his game of dolls being interrupted. Can Jajojin deal with it?
The sooner this is dealt with, the sooner I can go back to my family, his rider pointed out reasonably, and Xyreith snorted, wondering not for the first time why R’nya was so obsessed with his offspring. His mate, Xyreith understood, he enjoyed spending time with Aradissicath as much as he was currently avoiding her, but he never took any particular interest in their hatchlings once they’d been Impressed. Maybe that was why R’nya was still so obsessed with his little ones. They were very slow at the whole Impression thing, these humans.
Feeling that R’nya was almost to his office, Xyreith turned his attention fully back to his rider, peering through his eyes in anticipation as the bronzerider reached his office door and saw it ajar. Making the correct assumption that his guest was already inside, R’nya pushed the door open and took two steps in. Xyreith had to work extremely hard not to crow with his amusement as his rider stared at the image of K’tir with his boots up on his desk and a book in hand.
“You are not important!” R’nya exclaimed, and Xyreith finally failed at hiding his amusement and the hilarity he was feeding cascaded into R’nya’s mind. Xyreith could feel his rider scowling but his own enjoyment was too high to be bothered by the trouble he’d likely caused for both himself and K’tir.
