28.Mar.21, 11:02 PM
Rakka listened to T'cai explain what he did with bones, brown eyes still wide, though perhaps it was just how her eyes looked, as though she were fascinated by the subject someone was talking about. Perhaps if she truly did widen her eyes more, they'd be like little moons on her face. "Sculptures out of bones sound interesting." She offered the tidbit, not sure what else to say except, "I'd really like to see one some time... I mean, if that's okay. If you don't want to that's totally fine too."
A smile spread over slender girl's face. "Really?" She asked unsure why she did so, since dragonriders didn't lie, at least, she didn't think they did.
"I mean! Of course, if you say you came from a cothold you did, I was just surprised is all. I like how free in comparison the weyr is to my hold myself... and also the dragons." A hint of color flushed her face, adding life to the white-washed pallor of her pale face. She sighed softly, she wanted a dragon desperately... having a dragon seemed like... having a permanent friend and companion, and one with wings at that.
At the dragon's words inside her mind her smile broadened to an outright grin, not quite ladylike at all, but it flattered her to think that this dragon believed that she'd do well for a dragon, oh how she wanted a dragon. She sighed softly, her smile waning. The subject at hand not quite as interesting as dragons, though still interesting. "You're right there." She laughed, "There are several spots on the back that are really rather tricky, if not impossible to get clean without the help of someone else." She affirmed.
A smile spread over slender girl's face. "Really?" She asked unsure why she did so, since dragonriders didn't lie, at least, she didn't think they did.
"I mean! Of course, if you say you came from a cothold you did, I was just surprised is all. I like how free in comparison the weyr is to my hold myself... and also the dragons." A hint of color flushed her face, adding life to the white-washed pallor of her pale face. She sighed softly, she wanted a dragon desperately... having a dragon seemed like... having a permanent friend and companion, and one with wings at that.
At the dragon's words inside her mind her smile broadened to an outright grin, not quite ladylike at all, but it flattered her to think that this dragon believed that she'd do well for a dragon, oh how she wanted a dragon. She sighed softly, her smile waning. The subject at hand not quite as interesting as dragons, though still interesting. "You're right there." She laughed, "There are several spots on the back that are really rather tricky, if not impossible to get clean without the help of someone else." She affirmed.