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05.Jul.13, 05:14 PM
Aradissicath lifted her head from where it rested on her paws to glance back to where she sensed movement near her and eyed the flicking tail tip. She didn’t comment on it since it didn’t bother her and since it didn’t, it meant as soon as she said that, the bronze would likely stop doing it just to be contrary. He was an amusing fellow! He reminded her of some of the characters in Rhaedalyn’s stories that were grumpy but ended up being sweet and the hero by the end. Maybe he was more like the sidekick that was misunderstood and didn’t trust any attempts made to befriend him? The little gold contemplated that as she lowered her head back down, intent on getting some more sleep.
“There’s nothing to be sorry for, R’nya! I was a bit shocked and she picked up on that but she’s fine now and please don’t worry over it!” Rhaedalyn was fretting again and was nearly beside herself with guilt for making R’nya look so ashamed. She wanted to hug the sweet bronzerider but refrained. It wouldn’t be appropriate given he was battling with the past that clearly had a lost love in it. Would her hug only make him feel guiltier? Maybe it’d bring on stronger memories he couldn’t shake? It was best to sit still and stare at her hands, at least until he spoke again and Rhaedalyn glanced up once more.
“That I can understand,” Rhaedalyn replied quietly, almost too shy to mention her previous life. She had shared snippets with her friends, just as they sometimes did in turn but her life hadn’t been all that remarkable and most of it was glossed over. “There was a boy I liked though he never noticed me and I was trying to improve my sewing and cooking so I’d be good marriage material so my parents could find someone who would want me. I didn’t have a lot of friends either. But I still sometimes miss that life.” That actually sounded like a horrible life once she said it aloud but it was still hers and it hadn’t been all that bad. She wouldn’t trade what she had now to go back to that though. She had several wonderful friends, felt a bit more useful, and had the sweetest and most beautiful dragon ever. Rhaedalyn suddenly frowned as she realized her comparison was a bit insensitive. R’nya had a perfect life before and lost it all while she was mediocre at best and was doing better in exile.
“It’s okay to miss something and especially someone.” She paused, unsure about what else to say. She wanted to reassure R’nya that he was normal but maybe her words only continued to make things worse? That wouldn’t be too surprising. Then again, Rhaedalyn also knew talking was helpful. Talking about a fear made it seem not so scary and talking about a dearly departed made it easier to cope with the loss and remember with a smile. Maybe that was all R’nya needed. From what she knew, he had lived alone in exile and from their short time as friends, it seemed like the bronzerider never spoke of his past or himself all that much. He was in need of someone he could trust that could listen to everything that was bottled up inside.
“What’s one of your favourite memories from that different kind of life and happiness?”
“There’s nothing to be sorry for, R’nya! I was a bit shocked and she picked up on that but she’s fine now and please don’t worry over it!” Rhaedalyn was fretting again and was nearly beside herself with guilt for making R’nya look so ashamed. She wanted to hug the sweet bronzerider but refrained. It wouldn’t be appropriate given he was battling with the past that clearly had a lost love in it. Would her hug only make him feel guiltier? Maybe it’d bring on stronger memories he couldn’t shake? It was best to sit still and stare at her hands, at least until he spoke again and Rhaedalyn glanced up once more.
“That I can understand,” Rhaedalyn replied quietly, almost too shy to mention her previous life. She had shared snippets with her friends, just as they sometimes did in turn but her life hadn’t been all that remarkable and most of it was glossed over. “There was a boy I liked though he never noticed me and I was trying to improve my sewing and cooking so I’d be good marriage material so my parents could find someone who would want me. I didn’t have a lot of friends either. But I still sometimes miss that life.” That actually sounded like a horrible life once she said it aloud but it was still hers and it hadn’t been all that bad. She wouldn’t trade what she had now to go back to that though. She had several wonderful friends, felt a bit more useful, and had the sweetest and most beautiful dragon ever. Rhaedalyn suddenly frowned as she realized her comparison was a bit insensitive. R’nya had a perfect life before and lost it all while she was mediocre at best and was doing better in exile.
“It’s okay to miss something and especially someone.” She paused, unsure about what else to say. She wanted to reassure R’nya that he was normal but maybe her words only continued to make things worse? That wouldn’t be too surprising. Then again, Rhaedalyn also knew talking was helpful. Talking about a fear made it seem not so scary and talking about a dearly departed made it easier to cope with the loss and remember with a smile. Maybe that was all R’nya needed. From what she knew, he had lived alone in exile and from their short time as friends, it seemed like the bronzerider never spoke of his past or himself all that much. He was in need of someone he could trust that could listen to everything that was bottled up inside.
“What’s one of your favourite memories from that different kind of life and happiness?”
