11.Oct.12, 07:22 AM
J’ver would have snorted his amusement at such a dry and obvious observation if it wasn’t for the fact that that was only the second time since knowing S’kef that Tyrrisath had bespoken him. It was still odd, even foreign considering dragons tended to avoid him on their riders’ orders, yet it was pleasant. There was always a confidence in his smooth voice and J’ver respected any male that never doubted himself or what he believed. Still unable to find the ability to speak thanks to the continuing success Tyrrisath seemed to have in shocking him, J’ver nodded once more and even managed a small smile before allowing himself to be distracted by S’kef pulling him close.
Rilaleeyth was almost as quiet and shy as her rider when Tyrrisath came over to sit with her. He was always kind to her but today everyone seemed to be in higher spirits and her precious brown earned an extra nuzzle and not for the first time she wished she could hug someone like their riders could. It seemed to bring J’ver such joy now when before it was odd to him and almost unbearable with how his space and comfort levels were demolished. J’ver will like that. He has always wanted that since it was mentioned. He holds himself to high expectations and I think your bonded is a perfect match. Rilaleeyth didn’t like to over analyse everyone, preferring to go on her womanly instincts and how people presented themselves to others but S’kef had earned a little extra pondering whenever J’ver started to think about things. The brownrider was still scary and intimidating but he truly was a good match and one of the only humans that seemed to fully understand J’ver.
Still far too intrigued to do anything else, J’ver parked himself beside S’kef and waited patiently – something he was surprisingly good at thanks to his information gathering from the shadows – for the point to be reached. When it finally was, icy blue eyes were large with shock. Could they really do that? There would be a lot of logistics to figure out and morals to completely discard – oh, who was he kidding? In the end, J’ver often believed S’kef had more morals than him so it wouldn’t be an issue. The more he thought over the idea, the more it made sense and seemed completely doable. Yes, planning would take some time and he would make sure they took as much as was needed without rushing.
Finally, a slow and easy though incredibly cunning and lethal grin appeared. “Of course I am. Like you’d succeed without me.”
Rilaleeyth was almost as quiet and shy as her rider when Tyrrisath came over to sit with her. He was always kind to her but today everyone seemed to be in higher spirits and her precious brown earned an extra nuzzle and not for the first time she wished she could hug someone like their riders could. It seemed to bring J’ver such joy now when before it was odd to him and almost unbearable with how his space and comfort levels were demolished. J’ver will like that. He has always wanted that since it was mentioned. He holds himself to high expectations and I think your bonded is a perfect match. Rilaleeyth didn’t like to over analyse everyone, preferring to go on her womanly instincts and how people presented themselves to others but S’kef had earned a little extra pondering whenever J’ver started to think about things. The brownrider was still scary and intimidating but he truly was a good match and one of the only humans that seemed to fully understand J’ver.
Still far too intrigued to do anything else, J’ver parked himself beside S’kef and waited patiently – something he was surprisingly good at thanks to his information gathering from the shadows – for the point to be reached. When it finally was, icy blue eyes were large with shock. Could they really do that? There would be a lot of logistics to figure out and morals to completely discard – oh, who was he kidding? In the end, J’ver often believed S’kef had more morals than him so it wouldn’t be an issue. The more he thought over the idea, the more it made sense and seemed completely doable. Yes, planning would take some time and he would make sure they took as much as was needed without rushing.
Finally, a slow and easy though incredibly cunning and lethal grin appeared. “Of course I am. Like you’d succeed without me.”