01.Jun.22, 02:35 AM
Upon hearing Taith's explanation, Chir scrubbed quite a bit harder across the dragon's hide, trusting the large creature's assessment implicitly. The hunter tilted his head and followed Taith's gaze towards the spot just in front of his tail. After only a moment of hesitation with the question of if it was alright to do so, Chir reached up to scrub at the area. He made a grunt of amusement at the dragon's reaction before turning to meet Mylorah's gaze.
They both seemed quite affectionate towards Kor'is. Considering the young woman's friendliness and Taith's ease and comfort around him, he couldn't imagine the rider could be at all bad if he surrounded himself with others like these two. In fact, Chir felt he understood Kor'is a bit better from Mylorah's admission. He, too, had some trouble connecting with others. At least, he had back in the Hold. It was mostly why he'd segregated himself to live in the snowy forests surrounding Lemos instead of carving a place for himself among them. But here, the boy felt he had a real chance to be wholly himself given time.
He made no indication that he'd received an answer to his question about Mylorah not having a dragon of her own considering the way Taith tender-footed around the question with concern for her feelings on the matter. He filed away the information but made no push to ask more.
Chir opted not to join the young woman as she sat on the ground, far too engrossed in giving the dragon his affection. He never would have imagined it was something he would be standing and doing so easily ever in his life! Dragons had always been made to be such untouchable creatures with riders that were lacking in morality. Clearly, that wasn't the case.
He nodded in understanding as Mylorah explained who Malvayth was followed by her rider, her rider's mate, and that mate's dragon. A gold dragon and a bronze. Got it. As she delved more fully into her own family, Chir truly made a valiant effort to keep them straight. However, he quickly lost track of so many names. Carefully, he kept his gaze on Taith's hide and confided to the dragon. You won't tell that I've already forgotten most of that, will you? he asked, hoping to bribe the cobalt and black male with more pointed scratches along the base of his tail.
He was more than eager when she didn't start quizzing him to answer her questions. Chir shook his head. No siblings. It's just me. There was a cast of sadness to the thought. It had been just him for a long, long time. I'm still finding my place here. The boy smiled to himself, bringing his left arm down to scratch along Taith's flank now that his arm had grown weary from stretching up. But I am happy. It was only a little bit of a shock to actually realize it. People here don't ignore me just because I can't speak like back home. They make an effort. He turned to consider the one currently stretched out staring at the clouds above. And there lay a prime example.
You came looking for Fetch. But is there something I could help you with instead? Chir asked, hoping to repay her kindness with some of his own.
They both seemed quite affectionate towards Kor'is. Considering the young woman's friendliness and Taith's ease and comfort around him, he couldn't imagine the rider could be at all bad if he surrounded himself with others like these two. In fact, Chir felt he understood Kor'is a bit better from Mylorah's admission. He, too, had some trouble connecting with others. At least, he had back in the Hold. It was mostly why he'd segregated himself to live in the snowy forests surrounding Lemos instead of carving a place for himself among them. But here, the boy felt he had a real chance to be wholly himself given time.
He made no indication that he'd received an answer to his question about Mylorah not having a dragon of her own considering the way Taith tender-footed around the question with concern for her feelings on the matter. He filed away the information but made no push to ask more.
Chir opted not to join the young woman as she sat on the ground, far too engrossed in giving the dragon his affection. He never would have imagined it was something he would be standing and doing so easily ever in his life! Dragons had always been made to be such untouchable creatures with riders that were lacking in morality. Clearly, that wasn't the case.
He nodded in understanding as Mylorah explained who Malvayth was followed by her rider, her rider's mate, and that mate's dragon. A gold dragon and a bronze. Got it. As she delved more fully into her own family, Chir truly made a valiant effort to keep them straight. However, he quickly lost track of so many names. Carefully, he kept his gaze on Taith's hide and confided to the dragon. You won't tell that I've already forgotten most of that, will you? he asked, hoping to bribe the cobalt and black male with more pointed scratches along the base of his tail.
He was more than eager when she didn't start quizzing him to answer her questions. Chir shook his head. No siblings. It's just me. There was a cast of sadness to the thought. It had been just him for a long, long time. I'm still finding my place here. The boy smiled to himself, bringing his left arm down to scratch along Taith's flank now that his arm had grown weary from stretching up. But I am happy. It was only a little bit of a shock to actually realize it. People here don't ignore me just because I can't speak like back home. They make an effort. He turned to consider the one currently stretched out staring at the clouds above. And there lay a prime example.
You came looking for Fetch. But is there something I could help you with instead? Chir asked, hoping to repay her kindness with some of his own.