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17.May.20, 12:42 PM
“Don’t be!” Madiquel said softly, enjoying the way A’tay’s scruffy cheek brushed against her own as she almost whispered the words. Smiling, Madiquel pulled back a little, expression soft and pure in the moonlight as she continued. “I like it.” And she did, though she didn’t know why. The contrast was the best bit, she decided, brushing her fingers down one side of A’tay’s jawline again. It wasn’t thick, or particularly coarse, but it was a nice kind of prickly, which was probably strange. She’d never been fond of Papa’s face being prickly, but Papa’s prickly face had always come with a bad spell. Madiquel didn’t think A’tay would know how to have a spell of sour attitude even half the magnitude of her Papa. He was much too sweet and generally happy. She’d seen him down, of course, they were best friends for turns now. But nothing like that (and she hoped she never would! No one deserved that kind of pain.)
Pushing such terrible thoughts aside, Madiquel looped her arms back around A’tay’s neck, noticing as she did so that his hair wasn’t tied back as normal. She blinked; had it been tied back before, or been loose the whole time? She had no idea, a tie could have fallen out while they were dancing if it had already been coming loose. But since she noticed now, Madiquel smiled, combing both hands through A’tay’s hair from each temple, going carefully so any tangles didn’t tug too badly, and fanned his growing hair out around his face. Her hands lowered to his chest, with a kind of subconscious movement as she stared at him, eyes wide, like she hadn’t see him before that moment. Not properly. “Oh.” The single word was whispered, and she caught A’tay’s gaze accidentally, biting her bottom lip and flushing a sudden crimson in the darkness. Zezeth gave a confused chirp at the odd emotions dancing through her bonded, eyes whirling in sudden distress..
“I-um-“ Madiquel stuttered, jerking back out of A’tay’s arms and crashing into the side of her dragon’s head, as Zezeth moved closer to snuffle at Madiquel, as confused as her human was. Madiquel wrapped her arms around herself, face still red in the darkness, and green eyes bewildered. “I should go,” she said meekly, trying to calm the ridiculous sensation of a party happening in her tummy and she pressed the backs of her knuckles to her face, trying to cool her cheeks. “It’s late.” She swayed forward, to give A’tay her usual hug before departing, but squeaked before the motion was finished as her whole body seemed to go hot and cold on her, and instead she turned and bolted into the darkness, leaving a confused Zezeth behind.
The young green dragon peered from A’tay to Xyxyth to the direction Madiquel had run, and tilted her head to one side. She nuzzled Xyxyth’s cheek, and pressed her nose gently against A’tay’s chest, breathing softly on him for a moment before turning to trot after Madiquel.
Pushing such terrible thoughts aside, Madiquel looped her arms back around A’tay’s neck, noticing as she did so that his hair wasn’t tied back as normal. She blinked; had it been tied back before, or been loose the whole time? She had no idea, a tie could have fallen out while they were dancing if it had already been coming loose. But since she noticed now, Madiquel smiled, combing both hands through A’tay’s hair from each temple, going carefully so any tangles didn’t tug too badly, and fanned his growing hair out around his face. Her hands lowered to his chest, with a kind of subconscious movement as she stared at him, eyes wide, like she hadn’t see him before that moment. Not properly. “Oh.” The single word was whispered, and she caught A’tay’s gaze accidentally, biting her bottom lip and flushing a sudden crimson in the darkness. Zezeth gave a confused chirp at the odd emotions dancing through her bonded, eyes whirling in sudden distress..
“I-um-“ Madiquel stuttered, jerking back out of A’tay’s arms and crashing into the side of her dragon’s head, as Zezeth moved closer to snuffle at Madiquel, as confused as her human was. Madiquel wrapped her arms around herself, face still red in the darkness, and green eyes bewildered. “I should go,” she said meekly, trying to calm the ridiculous sensation of a party happening in her tummy and she pressed the backs of her knuckles to her face, trying to cool her cheeks. “It’s late.” She swayed forward, to give A’tay her usual hug before departing, but squeaked before the motion was finished as her whole body seemed to go hot and cold on her, and instead she turned and bolted into the darkness, leaving a confused Zezeth behind.
The young green dragon peered from A’tay to Xyxyth to the direction Madiquel had run, and tilted her head to one side. She nuzzled Xyxyth’s cheek, and pressed her nose gently against A’tay’s chest, breathing softly on him for a moment before turning to trot after Madiquel.
