21.Jul.19, 01:26 AM
She’d impressed a bronze dragon? Vaera blushed, pleased, and tried to make her scritches as perfect as possible. “I’m glad,” she said quietly, still blushing heavily. Dragons were so fascinating and one thought well of her? How cool.
Vaera startled a little when Mylorah started speaking. She’d been so distracted by Syrendryth and him having a positive opinion of her she’d mostly forgotten anyone else was there. Being called ‘darling’ by Mylorah, even in the plural as a general term of endearment kept her blush on her face. And then Mylorah said that she was happy to have met her, called her amazing, and said she wanted to know Vaera better and hugged her. Vaera felt faint again. Maybe she really should make sure she got some water and sat in the shade for a bit.
The compliment of her outfit had Vaera stammering out a thank you, sounding a little like T’ryn as he awkwardly agreed with his sister. Mylorah thought her outfit was cute. She was so happy, it really seemed like Mylorah liked her and was maybe interested in being her friend and Vaera wanted that so much her chest ached and her stomach fluttered nervously. Vaera watched Mylorah flounce off, still not fully having processed all of what just happened.
“Your sister's nice,” she said lamely, turning back to T’ryn, not really sure what else to say.
Vaera startled a little when Mylorah started speaking. She’d been so distracted by Syrendryth and him having a positive opinion of her she’d mostly forgotten anyone else was there. Being called ‘darling’ by Mylorah, even in the plural as a general term of endearment kept her blush on her face. And then Mylorah said that she was happy to have met her, called her amazing, and said she wanted to know Vaera better and hugged her. Vaera felt faint again. Maybe she really should make sure she got some water and sat in the shade for a bit.
The compliment of her outfit had Vaera stammering out a thank you, sounding a little like T’ryn as he awkwardly agreed with his sister. Mylorah thought her outfit was cute. She was so happy, it really seemed like Mylorah liked her and was maybe interested in being her friend and Vaera wanted that so much her chest ached and her stomach fluttered nervously. Vaera watched Mylorah flounce off, still not fully having processed all of what just happened.
“Your sister's nice,” she said lamely, turning back to T’ryn, not really sure what else to say.