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19.Sep.22, 03:26 PM
Pardrith's opinion of the man lifted when he seemed to realize how important the hatchling's job of caretaking truly was. Without his presence, who knew if these three would ever get the right care! Not only that but the healers were so overwhelmed at the moment that Pard simply couldn't trust that they would be on guard for any suspicious individuals. That I'vens clearly knew his Uncle Brax was the only reason the dark little bronze hadn't kicked up more of a fuss over his arrival.
When Brax answered Ch'es's question to Pardrith, the boy smiled a little and let his eyes close as he listened. He quite enjoyed the fact that people naturally responded to Pardrith instead as it took quite a bit of social pressure off him.
The information struck true, and Pard confirmed with a subtle nod the timing of their illness.Poisoning, the young bronze corrected Ch'es. It was important to him that his boy not continue to explain this away as just a random sickness and not a pointed attempt to cause harm.
When Brax complimented Pardrith's hide again, the dragon lifted his head and turned to hum at him with rare appreciation. While Pardrith was quite affectionate with Ch'es, his attitude towards others was decidedly less so.
I come from Lemos. Sensing that Brax came from far greater means than himself—who could just arrange for a dragonrider to carry them about like a pack mule other than someone of importance—the boy added on more. I lived outside the Hold.
Pardrith, unable to resist talking his bonded up, added,He even built his own shelter! He lived in the woods and lived off the land and would take furs and pelts to the Hold to trade and sell.
He doesn't need to know all that, Pard, Ch'es reasoned, cheeks reddening.
I don't see why you're embarrassed about it. It's amazing. You were barely more than a hatchling yourself. While his siblings had chosen others who came from means or had been well cared for all their lives, the dark bronze prided himself on choosing a survivor who had carved out a life for himself despite adversity.
When Brax answered Ch'es's question to Pardrith, the boy smiled a little and let his eyes close as he listened. He quite enjoyed the fact that people naturally responded to Pardrith instead as it took quite a bit of social pressure off him.
The information struck true, and Pard confirmed with a subtle nod the timing of their illness.
When Brax complimented Pardrith's hide again, the dragon lifted his head and turned to hum at him with rare appreciation. While Pardrith was quite affectionate with Ch'es, his attitude towards others was decidedly less so.
I come from Lemos. Sensing that Brax came from far greater means than himself—who could just arrange for a dragonrider to carry them about like a pack mule other than someone of importance—the boy added on more. I lived outside the Hold.
Pardrith, unable to resist talking his bonded up, added,
He doesn't need to know all that, Pard, Ch'es reasoned, cheeks reddening.
