19.Jun.13, 01:53 AM
She'd always wanted to sketch a gold and her clutch. It was an odd wish, and normally Ravana wouldn't have even tried, but Okalinath seemed to be dying for excuses to show off her eggs. Ravana was perfectly happy to give her one. Shanith didn't see what the big deal was to the green rider as she gathered her art kit making sure she could be setup to draw or paint, adding a few bottles of water, a bowl, spare parchment and treats for Stubborn. It was all wrapped in the blanket Ravana wished to sit on if she was allowed to do this, and once again, Shanith complained. Why can't you draw me with some rocks, and call it a gold with her eggs? You can make the rocks look like eggs if you want and...You're ignoring me aren't you?
Not ignoring you. I just disagree. Ravana made sure she had everything, then set out for the hatching grounds. Shanith harrumphed at her and headed to snuggle with her bronze. Not your bronze love. If anyone of you belongs to anyone you're his green. The image she got back made Ravana laugh, putting her in an upbeat mood. Where on earth did you learn that?
Silence. Ravana shook her head as she slipped onto the hatching grounds and made sure Okalinath was awake. Her good mood made her a bit more expressive than she normally would have been. She got close enough to the gold to be able to talk to her without annoying Kypth. "Greetings, Okalinath! I was wondering if you would do me the honor of allowing me to sit on the sands for a bit and paint you with your clutch?"
She waited quietly for an answer, hoping the gold truly wouldn't mind. Shanith stirred in the back of her mind, grumbled about shiny hides blinding her rider to the beauty of a green pretending to be a clutch mother and settled to complain about it to Olemuth. At least he would listen to her. Hmph!
Ravana restrained her amusement at the green's antics, reassuring her that she was truly beautiful but Ravana's sketchbook was full of pictures of the green. She could use an occasional new subject. The green grumbled, but was mollified enough to let Ravana alone to bother the gold.
Not ignoring you. I just disagree. Ravana made sure she had everything, then set out for the hatching grounds. Shanith harrumphed at her and headed to snuggle with her bronze. Not your bronze love. If anyone of you belongs to anyone you're his green. The image she got back made Ravana laugh, putting her in an upbeat mood. Where on earth did you learn that?
Silence. Ravana shook her head as she slipped onto the hatching grounds and made sure Okalinath was awake. Her good mood made her a bit more expressive than she normally would have been. She got close enough to the gold to be able to talk to her without annoying Kypth. "Greetings, Okalinath! I was wondering if you would do me the honor of allowing me to sit on the sands for a bit and paint you with your clutch?"
She waited quietly for an answer, hoping the gold truly wouldn't mind. Shanith stirred in the back of her mind, grumbled about shiny hides blinding her rider to the beauty of a green pretending to be a clutch mother and settled to complain about it to Olemuth. At least he would listen to her. Hmph!
Ravana restrained her amusement at the green's antics, reassuring her that she was truly beautiful but Ravana's sketchbook was full of pictures of the green. She could use an occasional new subject. The green grumbled, but was mollified enough to let Ravana alone to bother the gold.