16.Sep.18, 01:34 AM
As Halomirth made the jump between to Katila, using the image Edath had given her of the place, F’drel wondered for what seemed like the hundredth time where his good sense had gone. It certainly wasn’t with him when he agreed to go fishing with R’dal, and it wasn’t with him then as he went to meet up with the bluerider.
F’drel had a whole list of why this venture was a bad idea. For one, going to other continents alone with a bluerider was still a bad idea. Berry picking with R’dal had gone fine, as had sharing a bed with him several times during the fires, so even if R’dal was hardly the worst bluerider to spend time with, and F’drel would never admit to not minding spending time with him too much, but still — it was the principle of the thing. Beyond that, F’drel had never gone fishing before and had no clue how to do it. He understood the basics of ‘put tasty thing on hook, stick in water, pull string out of water if fish tries to eat it’ but the practicality of it was beyond him.
Hopefully R’dal knew what he was doing.
Halomirth, unlike her rider, was very excited for the day’s activities. Swimming! Friends! What fun! She chirped a greeting back to Edath as she touched down on the sand. Good morning, Edath! she said, as F’drel clambered off her neck. It took all her willpower to not immediately dash into the water, but she managed to stay still so F’drel could take the riding straps off her. Despite her reassurances that the vast distance to Katila meant nothing when they betweened he still wanted the insurance of the riding straps when crossing an ocean. So silly! As soon as the last buckle was undone and the straps slid off her hide Miri bounded forward, splashing through the water to reach Edath. She gently touched their noses together before sitting down next to him. I am always up for entertainment. the green told him, knowing they would all have a good time at the lake.
Back on the shore, F’drel eyed the small boat dubiously. He’d thought they’d be fishing from the shore, not in a boat. F’drel had never been in a boat. He wasn’t sure he trusted them.
“You didn’t mention the boat,” he said by way of greeting to R’dal.
F’drel had a whole list of why this venture was a bad idea. For one, going to other continents alone with a bluerider was still a bad idea. Berry picking with R’dal had gone fine, as had sharing a bed with him several times during the fires, so even if R’dal was hardly the worst bluerider to spend time with, and F’drel would never admit to not minding spending time with him too much, but still — it was the principle of the thing. Beyond that, F’drel had never gone fishing before and had no clue how to do it. He understood the basics of ‘put tasty thing on hook, stick in water, pull string out of water if fish tries to eat it’ but the practicality of it was beyond him.
Hopefully R’dal knew what he was doing.
Halomirth, unlike her rider, was very excited for the day’s activities. Swimming! Friends! What fun! She chirped a greeting back to Edath as she touched down on the sand. Good morning, Edath! she said, as F’drel clambered off her neck. It took all her willpower to not immediately dash into the water, but she managed to stay still so F’drel could take the riding straps off her. Despite her reassurances that the vast distance to Katila meant nothing when they betweened he still wanted the insurance of the riding straps when crossing an ocean. So silly! As soon as the last buckle was undone and the straps slid off her hide Miri bounded forward, splashing through the water to reach Edath. She gently touched their noses together before sitting down next to him. I am always up for entertainment. the green told him, knowing they would all have a good time at the lake.
Back on the shore, F’drel eyed the small boat dubiously. He’d thought they’d be fishing from the shore, not in a boat. F’drel had never been in a boat. He wasn’t sure he trusted them.
“You didn’t mention the boat,” he said by way of greeting to R’dal.