14.Jul.13, 10:02 PM
Mizeath was relaxed, wrapped around the legs of her bonded with a full belly as she and Ameris waited. Waited for what, exactly, the young gold was unsure of. The two had watched brothers and sisters hatch and impress. Watched the eggs from the other clutch hatch and impress and through it all their little bond had sparked and brightened and grew. But still they waited. She shifted slightly, her twitching tail seeking other legs to twine about as she watched the man and his dragon approach. She knew from the memories of Ameris that this man was unlike the other. She was curious to meet the other but this one would do for now.
A quiet sigh of relief came from Ameris as R'nya walked towards them. It would be a welcome reprieve from the constant worry that A'mad would come to her first and she dreaded facing him. The presence of R'nya would keep the elder brownrider away. For now at least. She grinned as she accepted the chaste kiss to her cheek and the very brief hug resisting the urge to giggle and jump about. She knew the little dragon of Peorray's was a touch fearful and Ameris was loathed to cause the timid gold to fear her. Not to mention, giggling and jumping about just wasn't something she did often, much less in front of a room full of people.
She glanced down at Mizeath where the gold lay, taking up as much space as she possibly could and a feeling of love and acceptance engulfed her. She waited as Peorray made her introductions and chuckled a bit as R'nya slid gracefully to the floor in front of the two little golds. Ever one to make another at ease. She appreciated his effort though she had no doubt Peorray would appreciate the effort much more.
He is a bronzerider correct? Mizeath asked, curious and very nearly enchanted. From Ameris's memories, Mizeath learned that bronzeriders were often arrogant and generally wouldn't do such a thing as sink to the floor and sit in the dirt. This other, this R'nya was not at all like she would think a bronzerider would act. Ameris giggled behind her hand at the fascination she felt from Mizeath. "R'nya this is Mizeath. Mizeath this is R'nya and Xyreith," she introduced them before answering the question put to her, "And yes, he's a bronzerider." Why, then, is he on the ground? was her next question. "I suppose he just likes the view from down there," Ameris winked as she turned to Peorray saying, "She's beautiful, Peorray. And such a sweet little thing."
A quiet sigh of relief came from Ameris as R'nya walked towards them. It would be a welcome reprieve from the constant worry that A'mad would come to her first and she dreaded facing him. The presence of R'nya would keep the elder brownrider away. For now at least. She grinned as she accepted the chaste kiss to her cheek and the very brief hug resisting the urge to giggle and jump about. She knew the little dragon of Peorray's was a touch fearful and Ameris was loathed to cause the timid gold to fear her. Not to mention, giggling and jumping about just wasn't something she did often, much less in front of a room full of people.
She glanced down at Mizeath where the gold lay, taking up as much space as she possibly could and a feeling of love and acceptance engulfed her. She waited as Peorray made her introductions and chuckled a bit as R'nya slid gracefully to the floor in front of the two little golds. Ever one to make another at ease. She appreciated his effort though she had no doubt Peorray would appreciate the effort much more.