26.Jul.22, 12:58 AM
Malvayth was delightfully easy to please. Chir was grateful he never had to walk on eggshells around her as he did so often with Urudith. Clearly fully aware of her importance, the boy chuffed his laughter at how she claimed others should be jealous of not being able to spend time with her. Silly dragon.
When she revealed that she did, in fact, share good stories about the candidates and their adventures, Chir breathed a sigh of relief. Good! Maybe one of her eggs would realize how wonderful Sironar was and how great of a rider he'd make! Though the other boy didn't state it outright, Chir suspected he put a lot of pressure on himself to succeed and do well, and whenever he fell short of the expectations he set for himself, he was prone to morose feelings. The mute wanted more for him than constantly living in self-doubt. Having a dragon choose him would surely go a long way in helping him realize he had no need for any of it.
But Cazan pointed out in that calm way she had that it may not matter at all. With a deep breath, the boy could only hope that one of Malvayth's progeny would see what he could; that Sironar was worth more than even he seemed to realize. Chir was also grateful that neither of them took offense to his asking. It was something he worried about a lot - whether he was making someone angry without realizing it. The boy had also never actively tried to offend anyone before in his life, so the fact that he could manage to do so with as much frequency as he did was disheartening. But that at least wasn't the case here!
While he continued to lavish Malvayth with scratches, Chir heaved a sigh as he glanced up at the lightening sky. I should go. I have chores. He kept thoughts of horses carefully out of his mind so as not to upset the expecting mother. As long as you're okay with it, I'll come back every morning to check on you! Looking over to Cazan now, Chir smiled and waved. I'll see you!
When she revealed that she did, in fact, share good stories about the candidates and their adventures, Chir breathed a sigh of relief. Good! Maybe one of her eggs would realize how wonderful Sironar was and how great of a rider he'd make! Though the other boy didn't state it outright, Chir suspected he put a lot of pressure on himself to succeed and do well, and whenever he fell short of the expectations he set for himself, he was prone to morose feelings. The mute wanted more for him than constantly living in self-doubt. Having a dragon choose him would surely go a long way in helping him realize he had no need for any of it.
But Cazan pointed out in that calm way she had that it may not matter at all. With a deep breath, the boy could only hope that one of Malvayth's progeny would see what he could; that Sironar was worth more than even he seemed to realize. Chir was also grateful that neither of them took offense to his asking. It was something he worried about a lot - whether he was making someone angry without realizing it. The boy had also never actively tried to offend anyone before in his life, so the fact that he could manage to do so with as much frequency as he did was disheartening. But that at least wasn't the case here!
While he continued to lavish Malvayth with scratches, Chir heaved a sigh as he glanced up at the lightening sky. I should go. I have chores. He kept thoughts of horses carefully out of his mind so as not to upset the expecting mother. As long as you're okay with it, I'll come back every morning to check on you! Looking over to Cazan now, Chir smiled and waved. I'll see you!