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12.Sep.12, 01:12 AM
At first, I'shan blinked disbelievingly at Sanderon's comments. He frowned a little bit, pursing his lips as he tried to think of a response that didn't sound like frantic barking. He was a dragonrider. He knew the bond. He knew it was worth the crazy inconveniences and hardships that sometimes came along with it. How could he tell that to this kid, though? This kid, who'd lost so much? There was no way to magically impart understanding upon him, no way to word the perfection of a man's bond with his dragon. What could I'shan ever say in response to that demanding question, then?
He thought about it, muted but attentive. "It's...impossible to describe," he said, reaching out to lightly run his fingers over Ilveriath's snout. "The bond, I mean. It's put me in some compromising positions a few times, but it's...it's like finding a whole new part of your soul that you never knew was there. He didn't change me or force me to be anything I'm not. It's like...it's like he gave me exactly what I needed, nothing more and nothing less. "
"...I know it sounds nuts to you, though. I didn't believe it before, either. But when I watched Erisi and Valerian Impress at the last hatching, I cried. That sounds stupid, but all I could think about was when I met Ilv for the first time. He's...so incredibly worth it." He laughed joyfully at the end, looking down at his dragon with supreme fondness, even though the blue's eyes were suddenly clouded in worry at Sanderon's words.
I'shan heard them and frowned. He wasn't like some; he didn't snap at people for speaking harshly to or about his dragon, but it still looked like he'd been kicked in the gut, perhaps from the pang he felt from the dragon. Ilveriath was confused. Allowing what to happen?
More dignity? Ilveriath asked, his words public. What is it that you mean? I would never harm I'shan.
Ronarth, who'd found the perfect patch of grass for rolling, heard what was being discussed from Ilveriath. D'ren does not like other males. Or females aside from Tsuen. He only likes Tsuen. So I only chase Nirinath. I don't know. He seemed to mentally shrug, like it was no big deal.
I'shan hugged Ilveriath's head protectively. "Oh, Sand. Dragons...don't really understand things the same way we do. They don't really..." How to word it? "I've known greenriders to be snatched by people during flights and be rattled afterwards...and report that their dragon didn't understand why they were upset. Dragons don't think about those things the same way we do. To them, it's natural."
Well, since everyone was being blunt..."There's no way to prevent it, really. It's something we all have to get used to. It sucks, but when it really comes down to it, they won't let something happen if it will really hurt you mentally. Never. That's what I remind myself of after bad flights..."
He thought about it, muted but attentive. "It's...impossible to describe," he said, reaching out to lightly run his fingers over Ilveriath's snout. "The bond, I mean. It's put me in some compromising positions a few times, but it's...it's like finding a whole new part of your soul that you never knew was there. He didn't change me or force me to be anything I'm not. It's like...it's like he gave me exactly what I needed, nothing more and nothing less. "
"...I know it sounds nuts to you, though. I didn't believe it before, either. But when I watched Erisi and Valerian Impress at the last hatching, I cried. That sounds stupid, but all I could think about was when I met Ilv for the first time. He's...so incredibly worth it." He laughed joyfully at the end, looking down at his dragon with supreme fondness, even though the blue's eyes were suddenly clouded in worry at Sanderon's words.
I'shan heard them and frowned. He wasn't like some; he didn't snap at people for speaking harshly to or about his dragon, but it still looked like he'd been kicked in the gut, perhaps from the pang he felt from the dragon. Ilveriath was confused. Allowing what to happen?
More dignity? Ilveriath asked, his words public. What is it that you mean? I would never harm I'shan.
Ronarth, who'd found the perfect patch of grass for rolling, heard what was being discussed from Ilveriath. D'ren does not like other males. Or females aside from Tsuen. He only likes Tsuen. So I only chase Nirinath. I don't know. He seemed to mentally shrug, like it was no big deal.
I'shan hugged Ilveriath's head protectively. "Oh, Sand. Dragons...don't really understand things the same way we do. They don't really..." How to word it? "I've known greenriders to be snatched by people during flights and be rattled afterwards...and report that their dragon didn't understand why they were upset. Dragons don't think about those things the same way we do. To them, it's natural."
Well, since everyone was being blunt..."There's no way to prevent it, really. It's something we all have to get used to. It sucks, but when it really comes down to it, they won't let something happen if it will really hurt you mentally. Never. That's what I remind myself of after bad flights..."
