19.Jan.13, 03:11 AM
Valerian’s frown deepened as B’jin pointed out their location and how much he hated it as well. Another failure. It didn’t matter that the greenrider already seemed a bit more chipper than he had been upon seeing who was beside him, all Valerian heard was the flaw in their flight. It wasn’t like him to grab onto such a little fact and focus onto it instead of seeing the entire picture but he had been compared to S’kef, had made B’jin get sand in places sand should never be, and wondered if he was being mocked when he was called a good flight partner.
Larrikith’s nuzzling startled Valerian just enough to bring him out of the downward spiral he was travelling on and he automatically patted her nose. He was still fond of the green and counted her as one of his friends at Katila, even if it was odd to consider a dragon he wasn’t bonded to as a friend. Then again, Larrikith had likely planned everything and Ayyonth was likely in on it given the dragons seemed to know they were mated even if their riders didn’t fully realise it. But they were both tricksters and this seemed like the perfect prank to play while also being kind to their young friend Veeth. That was the problem; Valerian was happy Veeth had a win to his name and it was with the green he adored so much but he hadn’t wanted to end up in bed with B’jin. Ever. “I don’t think even you could stand R’nd’s pout after a certain point, Larrikith. Behave yourself,” like the dragon would ever do such a thing.
A final pat was given to Larrikith before Valerian wrapped his arms around Veeth’s neck and buried his face against the soft blue hide. “I don’t want to chase anymore, Veeth,” he mumbled aloud, something the weyrling did when he wasn’t quite put all together. Bespeaking his dragon mentally had come easily for Valerian but when he was upset or even tired, he ended up forgetting the technique and spoke aloud. What he said wasn’t fair though; it was in Veeth’s nature to chase and he needed the release. It wasn’t the dragon’s fault that Valerian had bad experiences when losing and his only win had been to wake up with B’jin. “But I won’t stop you,” he quickly added before Veeth’s flare for the dramatic sparked and it became a huge issue. It may have been one, but it was Valerian’s and he didn’t want to ruin Veeth’s good mood.
“Let’s stay at the lake a bit longer. We came for you to swim and you deserve an extra treat for winning a flight, right?” Valerian gave a smile for his dragon and plunked his butt down where he stood to make himself at home on the beach. As he settled in to watch the water lap lazily at the shore, another thought came to him – everyone would know Veeth won Larrikith’s flight and Valerian wasn’t in the mood to hear the cheers and jeers. He needed a bit more time to find his centre again and let things bounce off of him once more.
Veeth studied Valerian for a moment and decided his human would be okay. All the negative feelings toward himself wasn’t something the Harper normally experienced and while he wanted to question Valerian about it, Veeth stayed quiet. They would talk about it later when Valerian understood it all better and looked back on it objectively or with an eye roll at how he reacted. Still, Veeth felt a bit bad for causing the pain and confusion but the silent reassurance he was given helped ease some of his distress. Valerian will be fine, love, he promised Larrikith, giving her a final nuzzle. And I would like to fly with you again sometime! It was a lot of fun.
Instead of going to play in the water, Veeth curled up around Valerian and the weyrling leaned against the strong body and stroked Veeth’s eye ridges when his head came to rest in his lap. Quill and Vex appeared a few moments later and joined the pair, the firelizards vying for Valerian’s attention and wanting to be petted as well. A boy and his blues. Valerian almost chuckled at that thought and wondered if he could write about it. I would like that. Would you recite it to me when you’re finished? Valerian nodded and set about entertaining the four of them with pleasant memories from his time around dragons.
Larrikith’s nuzzling startled Valerian just enough to bring him out of the downward spiral he was travelling on and he automatically patted her nose. He was still fond of the green and counted her as one of his friends at Katila, even if it was odd to consider a dragon he wasn’t bonded to as a friend. Then again, Larrikith had likely planned everything and Ayyonth was likely in on it given the dragons seemed to know they were mated even if their riders didn’t fully realise it. But they were both tricksters and this seemed like the perfect prank to play while also being kind to their young friend Veeth. That was the problem; Valerian was happy Veeth had a win to his name and it was with the green he adored so much but he hadn’t wanted to end up in bed with B’jin. Ever. “I don’t think even you could stand R’nd’s pout after a certain point, Larrikith. Behave yourself,” like the dragon would ever do such a thing.
A final pat was given to Larrikith before Valerian wrapped his arms around Veeth’s neck and buried his face against the soft blue hide. “I don’t want to chase anymore, Veeth,” he mumbled aloud, something the weyrling did when he wasn’t quite put all together. Bespeaking his dragon mentally had come easily for Valerian but when he was upset or even tired, he ended up forgetting the technique and spoke aloud. What he said wasn’t fair though; it was in Veeth’s nature to chase and he needed the release. It wasn’t the dragon’s fault that Valerian had bad experiences when losing and his only win had been to wake up with B’jin. “But I won’t stop you,” he quickly added before Veeth’s flare for the dramatic sparked and it became a huge issue. It may have been one, but it was Valerian’s and he didn’t want to ruin Veeth’s good mood.
“Let’s stay at the lake a bit longer. We came for you to swim and you deserve an extra treat for winning a flight, right?” Valerian gave a smile for his dragon and plunked his butt down where he stood to make himself at home on the beach. As he settled in to watch the water lap lazily at the shore, another thought came to him – everyone would know Veeth won Larrikith’s flight and Valerian wasn’t in the mood to hear the cheers and jeers. He needed a bit more time to find his centre again and let things bounce off of him once more.
Veeth studied Valerian for a moment and decided his human would be okay. All the negative feelings toward himself wasn’t something the Harper normally experienced and while he wanted to question Valerian about it, Veeth stayed quiet. They would talk about it later when Valerian understood it all better and looked back on it objectively or with an eye roll at how he reacted. Still, Veeth felt a bit bad for causing the pain and confusion but the silent reassurance he was given helped ease some of his distress. Valerian will be fine, love, he promised Larrikith, giving her a final nuzzle. And I would like to fly with you again sometime! It was a lot of fun.
Instead of going to play in the water, Veeth curled up around Valerian and the weyrling leaned against the strong body and stroked Veeth’s eye ridges when his head came to rest in his lap. Quill and Vex appeared a few moments later and joined the pair, the firelizards vying for Valerian’s attention and wanting to be petted as well. A boy and his blues. Valerian almost chuckled at that thought and wondered if he could write about it. I would like that. Would you recite it to me when you’re finished? Valerian nodded and set about entertaining the four of them with pleasant memories from his time around dragons.