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10.Jun.22, 10:09 PM
Away from the stables, Chironhes moved with far less certainty. There were so many places within the Weyr he'd either not fully explored or avoided altogether simply out of shyness and an internalized feeling of still being an outsider. Granted, no one had yet treated him as such. But habits were hard to get rid of and he preferred to stick to more known areas he'd gone to with S'far, B'jin, or Siro.
Chir kept his eyes downcast as he followed Caz, fully aware of curious stares following them. But even with his eyes down, it was impossible not to see the glitter of the gold of Malvayth's scales glinting in the sun. He lifted his head to admire the dragon's pretty color. With her belly rounded, there was only more there to love, Chir was certain. The boy dipped his head in gratitude when Mal introduced him to her rider and lifted his head to scratch along her chin when she bent lower to sniff at him.
If you wouldn't mind doing me the honor, he thought with delight. There were so many dragons that seemed to take great pleasure in being able to translate for him, Urudith being the one consistent exception. It was a relief to continue to meet others who didn't take offense at the added chore.
Chir blinked in surprise when she lowered herself to allow the pair a leg up onto her back, having forgotten why they'd come out there in the first place. Dragons always seemed to distract him with their pretty colors and delightful natures! He hesitated for only a moment before accepting Caz's hand and scrambling up behind her. After sitting along Mal's back, the boy spread his hands a little, uncertain where to hold on. He didn't want to take liberties and it definitely wasn't his intention to be inappropriate! When he'd rode on Urudith, there'd been reins to hold onto and he'd been situated in front of S'far.
His nervousness easily translated over to Malvayth before he had a chance to put words to the feeling. Um, how do I hold on? Because Caz's hips were an obvious option, but very forward in the boy's mind. He floundered a bit helplessly until he simply scooted back a bit and spread his hands across the wide swath of her. Okay, her girth made it easier to balance... Nevermind, he added with an embarrassed, internalized laugh.
I am. I think. Larrikith thinks I could Impress, at least. Despite his eagerness, Chir was less confident in the statement.
He blinked at the sudden pops that announced the return of Lady, followed shortly by another firelizard. At the aggressive way the bronze approached, Chir found himself leaning back uncertainly. He'd not met a mean one yet, but he had a knack for reading body language. The hunter held still as Sir sniffed at his still healing side, tensing more when he hissed at him.
Chirp, however, took great offense to the rude behavior. The baby green firelizard popped up taller on her boy's shoulder and let out a low growl of warning. Alarmed, Chir lifted a staying hand to keep the flitter from trying to start a fight she'd no doubt lose against a full-grown firelizard.
It's okay, Chirp, he tried to soothe, sending out a warning to the little one to discourage her from trying to physically rise to his defense. The last thing he wanted was for her to get hurt trying to protect him! That was his job.
Sending out an apology for her behavior, the boy ducked his head. Sorry. I didn't know she'd do that. She just hatched a little more than a week ago.
Chir kept his eyes downcast as he followed Caz, fully aware of curious stares following them. But even with his eyes down, it was impossible not to see the glitter of the gold of Malvayth's scales glinting in the sun. He lifted his head to admire the dragon's pretty color. With her belly rounded, there was only more there to love, Chir was certain. The boy dipped his head in gratitude when Mal introduced him to her rider and lifted his head to scratch along her chin when she bent lower to sniff at him.
If you wouldn't mind doing me the honor, he thought with delight. There were so many dragons that seemed to take great pleasure in being able to translate for him, Urudith being the one consistent exception. It was a relief to continue to meet others who didn't take offense at the added chore.
Chir blinked in surprise when she lowered herself to allow the pair a leg up onto her back, having forgotten why they'd come out there in the first place. Dragons always seemed to distract him with their pretty colors and delightful natures! He hesitated for only a moment before accepting Caz's hand and scrambling up behind her. After sitting along Mal's back, the boy spread his hands a little, uncertain where to hold on. He didn't want to take liberties and it definitely wasn't his intention to be inappropriate! When he'd rode on Urudith, there'd been reins to hold onto and he'd been situated in front of S'far.
His nervousness easily translated over to Malvayth before he had a chance to put words to the feeling. Um, how do I hold on? Because Caz's hips were an obvious option, but very forward in the boy's mind. He floundered a bit helplessly until he simply scooted back a bit and spread his hands across the wide swath of her. Okay, her girth made it easier to balance... Nevermind, he added with an embarrassed, internalized laugh.
I am. I think. Larrikith thinks I could Impress, at least. Despite his eagerness, Chir was less confident in the statement.
He blinked at the sudden pops that announced the return of Lady, followed shortly by another firelizard. At the aggressive way the bronze approached, Chir found himself leaning back uncertainly. He'd not met a mean one yet, but he had a knack for reading body language. The hunter held still as Sir sniffed at his still healing side, tensing more when he hissed at him.
Chirp, however, took great offense to the rude behavior. The baby green firelizard popped up taller on her boy's shoulder and let out a low growl of warning. Alarmed, Chir lifted a staying hand to keep the flitter from trying to start a fight she'd no doubt lose against a full-grown firelizard.
It's okay, Chirp, he tried to soothe, sending out a warning to the little one to discourage her from trying to physically rise to his defense. The last thing he wanted was for her to get hurt trying to protect him! That was his job.
Sending out an apology for her behavior, the boy ducked his head. Sorry. I didn't know she'd do that. She just hatched a little more than a week ago.
