20.Nov.12, 06:39 PM
A'liran wasn't yet sure about fire lizards. They were neat, for sure. He also enjoyed how angry they made some people, even in the time before the plague. So many were quick to write them off as 'annoying' and 'useless'. Ali didn't feel that way, though he'd never owned one himself. Now, seeing stuck up idiots huff and puff over them was positively precious. The only thing restraining his curiosity was concern for his Astoreth, but the plague had been over fifteen turns ago...surely they were safe now, right?
Logic dictated that they would be fine, but Ali didn't mind being cautious for just a little bit longer. If this little crop of flitters made it till spring, he'd call it a win. He might even like to have one himself.
This distant curiosity wasn't enough to draw him to them outright, though. He didn't even notice Ellaira until after he'd gone though the line and assembled his meal, but as he turned back around, he saw that the dining hall had filled up quickly. Shards, were there any empty seats?
Astoreth helpfully pointed him to the nearest, located across from the unfamiliar girl and her fire lizard. A'liran watched her from a distance. He'd seen her around, but he didn't know who she was specifically. One of those poor northerners, he assumed. He shrugged, figuring no harm would come of it, and made his way over.
"What's up?" he asked as he plopped into the seat, nearly spilling his klah in the process. He sensed a tingle of amusement from his green, but she remained quiet. His antics were always a source of amusement to her.
A'liran smirked and directed his gaze towards the most interesting thing at the table: Warbler. "So, that thing isn't gonna murder Astoreth with it's plague, is it?" he asked cheekily.
Logic dictated that they would be fine, but Ali didn't mind being cautious for just a little bit longer. If this little crop of flitters made it till spring, he'd call it a win. He might even like to have one himself.
This distant curiosity wasn't enough to draw him to them outright, though. He didn't even notice Ellaira until after he'd gone though the line and assembled his meal, but as he turned back around, he saw that the dining hall had filled up quickly. Shards, were there any empty seats?
Astoreth helpfully pointed him to the nearest, located across from the unfamiliar girl and her fire lizard. A'liran watched her from a distance. He'd seen her around, but he didn't know who she was specifically. One of those poor northerners, he assumed. He shrugged, figuring no harm would come of it, and made his way over.
"What's up?" he asked as he plopped into the seat, nearly spilling his klah in the process. He sensed a tingle of amusement from his green, but she remained quiet. His antics were always a source of amusement to her.
A'liran smirked and directed his gaze towards the most interesting thing at the table: Warbler. "So, that thing isn't gonna murder Astoreth with it's plague, is it?" he asked cheekily.