23.Jul.19, 03:11 AM
Syrendryth watched T’ryn hurry off to get some water for Vaera, proud of his rider for looking after the girl’s well-being personally. This wasn’t the sort of task to delegate but for his own hands to show how much he cared. This could be a good match for him and he was warming up to Madiquel and Mylorah for making the match possible.
When Vaera thanked him for letting her sit with him, Syrendryth almost ignored her like he usually did with humans out of sheer habit. But he’d already deemed her worthy of T’ryn’s attention and so far she hadn’t proven herself to be ditzy, slutty, or someone to be ashamed of so he gently reached out to her mind, assuming a girl from a Hall had little to no contact with dragons bespeaking her.You are welcome. He wasn’t really one for idle chit chat and wasn’t sure what else to say so he left it at that.
After a few minutes, T’ryn returned with a large mug of water. He didn’t want to take it from Madiquel and her friends in case they had been in the sun too long as well so he jogged off to the nearest spot he could find with mugs and drinkable water before carefully jogging back with it. He knelt before Vaera, concern showing as he searched for signs that she was getting worse and handed the mug over. “Still doing okay? Sorry I took so long,” he paused, glancing at Syrendryth and back again, “hope the big guy wasn’t bothering you.” Not that T’ryn believed for one second that Syrendryth would speak to Vaera at all let alone pester her with questions or scare her away. He was more likely to ignore her existence despite seeming to like her somewhat.
When Vaera thanked him for letting her sit with him, Syrendryth almost ignored her like he usually did with humans out of sheer habit. But he’d already deemed her worthy of T’ryn’s attention and so far she hadn’t proven herself to be ditzy, slutty, or someone to be ashamed of so he gently reached out to her mind, assuming a girl from a Hall had little to no contact with dragons bespeaking her.
After a few minutes, T’ryn returned with a large mug of water. He didn’t want to take it from Madiquel and her friends in case they had been in the sun too long as well so he jogged off to the nearest spot he could find with mugs and drinkable water before carefully jogging back with it. He knelt before Vaera, concern showing as he searched for signs that she was getting worse and handed the mug over. “Still doing okay? Sorry I took so long,” he paused, glancing at Syrendryth and back again, “hope the big guy wasn’t bothering you.” Not that T’ryn believed for one second that Syrendryth would speak to Vaera at all let alone pester her with questions or scare her away. He was more likely to ignore her existence despite seeming to like her somewhat.