29.Jun.22, 06:46 PM
S'far didn't bother to ask his dragon if he was going to continue to be stubborn about ignoring Chironhes; he already knew the answer after all. He took the hoe to gently make sure his freshly water seeds were still covered in enough dirt, gently nudged the row in a few spots to straighten it up even more. He didn't need to do this, but it was nice to fuss a little bit. He noticed the boy quietly writing, but kept going until he was sure the boy was done and then walked over to get a better look.
"Hunting, Mal, gold..." his voice trailed off as he raised an eyebrow. Wanting a bit longer to mull things over he decided to distract for a moment, kneeling down to drag his own finger in the dirt nearby. "If you're talking about Malvayth, here's how you spell her name. It's polite to refer to them by their full names, and it lets everyone know you're talking about a dragon as well since we try to avoid any other names ending in th to try and honor them. Go ahead and give it a few tries."
He waited until the boy had gotten the dragon's name down a few more times and then nodded. "Good job!" S'far gave Chir a slap on the back. "See, you'll get the hang of things soon enough. Now then, you're asking if you can go hunting for Malvayth because she wants a golden wherry?" Once the boy was done with his nodding S'far nodded as well. "It'll be a difficult hunt, golden wherries are quite rare and reclusive. I've always found the best time to go after them is deep in winter when they're too heavy with eggs to fly. I wouldn't go alone though, not in these mountains. You'll want to stick to the trees, where the snow can't get too deep, and you'll need to wait for night. They don't like to come out during the day, but on a night that's dim you might be able to spot them darting between the trees. They're very crafty, very elusive, and not as big as you'd think. You don't want to shoot it, too much of a chance you'll ruin its hide and meat, but you can chase them out of the shelter of the forest and try to get them with a net when they get stuck in a snowdrift. It's much easier to catch a golden wherry with a proper hunting party."
"Hunting, Mal, gold..." his voice trailed off as he raised an eyebrow. Wanting a bit longer to mull things over he decided to distract for a moment, kneeling down to drag his own finger in the dirt nearby. "If you're talking about Malvayth, here's how you spell her name. It's polite to refer to them by their full names, and it lets everyone know you're talking about a dragon as well since we try to avoid any other names ending in th to try and honor them. Go ahead and give it a few tries."
He waited until the boy had gotten the dragon's name down a few more times and then nodded. "Good job!" S'far gave Chir a slap on the back. "See, you'll get the hang of things soon enough. Now then, you're asking if you can go hunting for Malvayth because she wants a golden wherry?" Once the boy was done with his nodding S'far nodded as well. "It'll be a difficult hunt, golden wherries are quite rare and reclusive. I've always found the best time to go after them is deep in winter when they're too heavy with eggs to fly. I wouldn't go alone though, not in these mountains. You'll want to stick to the trees, where the snow can't get too deep, and you'll need to wait for night. They don't like to come out during the day, but on a night that's dim you might be able to spot them darting between the trees. They're very crafty, very elusive, and not as big as you'd think. You don't want to shoot it, too much of a chance you'll ruin its hide and meat, but you can chase them out of the shelter of the forest and try to get them with a net when they get stuck in a snowdrift. It's much easier to catch a golden wherry with a proper hunting party."