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24.Mar.13, 04:20 AM
There was so much going on! A twin was going to help a dragonet and then not Impressing it, eggs were still shaking and cracking, another green was flying around the Sands, and oh goodness! Was that blood? Rhaedalyn was feeling a little faint from that idea and it didn’t help that her gaze kept going to the golden egg that was starting to fall to pieces. The moment was coming; the little precious girl was going to pick her bonded and it wouldn’t matter who it was because Rhaedalyn swore she would be happy for whoever got her just like she was happy for Kahleena – although that took almost a month to reach a full and honest state of happiness for her friend. Were they allowed to sit on the Sands because her knees were about to give out? Oh, that would be too hot though and most uncomfortable! Maybe she could ask someone to bring out a chair, would that be allowed? Maybe that would prove dangerous if a dragonet crashed into it.
Suddenly, none of that mattered, not even who Impressed the wild green as the gold was free and looking around the crowd. She was clearly trying to find the right person and Rhaedalyn was about to push Mevrit out like B’jin had done with Kahleena since her friend had received such a nice response from the egg but she wasn’t given the chance. The little ray of sunshine was on the move and headed in their direction! This was it; Mevrit was going to be a dragonrider! As the dragon approached, everything seemed to slow and each step seemed to take forever to happen. That is, until the little dear tripped over her own feet and went crashing nose first into the ground and even managed to slide a couple of feet in the process.
Rhaedalyn squeaked in surprise as she saw the dragonet tumble and then stared in admiration as she quickly got up, moved with a regal dignity the last few steps, and sat down before her with her sand-covered nose high in the air as she stared up at Rhaedalyn. All she could do was stare at the creature in return until an unfamiliar sensation tingled in the back of her mind before quickly fading into something comforting. “I thought you didn’t want me,” Rhaedalyn thought she spoke aloud but the words were so soft she couldn’t quite decide if she had or not.
Why would you think that? The melodic voice was so soothing and genuinely confused that Rhaedalyn didn’t want to upset the sweet dear with her fears about feeling like she was being hunted by a hungry feline or wherry when she Touched the beautiful egg. “No reason… none at all. Aradissicath,” the name was foreign to her tongue but again, it seemed natural to say. As tears started to streak down her cheeks, Rhaedalyn dropped to her knees, uncaring about the hot sand beneath her as she wrapped her arms around her dragonet’s neck.
Still wrapped up in the hug, Rhaedalyn sniffled and looked around the crowd to find her friends. She smiled when she saw V’zire who looked about ready to cry himself – tears of joy of course! – and then spotted R’nya and Kahleena, one dancing around in excitement and the other looking just as pleased with the outcome. He had to be careful though; if she could see how happy he was through tears, then others with less experience might tell he was emoting! That thought made her giggle as she got to her feet again, gave Mevrit a quick hug though it was hard to say if it was an apology or not, and finally let herself be ushered off to the sidelines to get her darling some food.
That would be lovely, but will you tell me more about this story you created of living in a tree and a man bringing you food as I eat? Again Rhaedalyn giggled though she also blushed that her thoughts were so easily picked through and an embarrassing one was already a topic of discussion. “I suppose I can.”
Suddenly, none of that mattered, not even who Impressed the wild green as the gold was free and looking around the crowd. She was clearly trying to find the right person and Rhaedalyn was about to push Mevrit out like B’jin had done with Kahleena since her friend had received such a nice response from the egg but she wasn’t given the chance. The little ray of sunshine was on the move and headed in their direction! This was it; Mevrit was going to be a dragonrider! As the dragon approached, everything seemed to slow and each step seemed to take forever to happen. That is, until the little dear tripped over her own feet and went crashing nose first into the ground and even managed to slide a couple of feet in the process.
Rhaedalyn squeaked in surprise as she saw the dragonet tumble and then stared in admiration as she quickly got up, moved with a regal dignity the last few steps, and sat down before her with her sand-covered nose high in the air as she stared up at Rhaedalyn. All she could do was stare at the creature in return until an unfamiliar sensation tingled in the back of her mind before quickly fading into something comforting. “I thought you didn’t want me,” Rhaedalyn thought she spoke aloud but the words were so soft she couldn’t quite decide if she had or not.
Why would you think that? The melodic voice was so soothing and genuinely confused that Rhaedalyn didn’t want to upset the sweet dear with her fears about feeling like she was being hunted by a hungry feline or wherry when she Touched the beautiful egg. “No reason… none at all. Aradissicath,” the name was foreign to her tongue but again, it seemed natural to say. As tears started to streak down her cheeks, Rhaedalyn dropped to her knees, uncaring about the hot sand beneath her as she wrapped her arms around her dragonet’s neck.
Still wrapped up in the hug, Rhaedalyn sniffled and looked around the crowd to find her friends. She smiled when she saw V’zire who looked about ready to cry himself – tears of joy of course! – and then spotted R’nya and Kahleena, one dancing around in excitement and the other looking just as pleased with the outcome. He had to be careful though; if she could see how happy he was through tears, then others with less experience might tell he was emoting! That thought made her giggle as she got to her feet again, gave Mevrit a quick hug though it was hard to say if it was an apology or not, and finally let herself be ushered off to the sidelines to get her darling some food.
That would be lovely, but will you tell me more about this story you created of living in a tree and a man bringing you food as I eat? Again Rhaedalyn giggled though she also blushed that her thoughts were so easily picked through and an embarrassing one was already a topic of discussion. “I suppose I can.”
