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19.Jul.13, 11:37 PM
Rhaedalyn had been gushing with Kahleena over all of the beautiful dragonets and helping to reassure Okalinath about the duds so she hadn’t paid too much attention to the new goldriders. She would properly congratulate them later once they had fed the babies and gotten over the shock since she remembered everyone crowding her. Besides, they had R’nya with them and he would keep the crowd under control and convey all the necessary comments needed for the time being, so she hadn’t caught anything being said by humans or dragonets and startled at the harsh tone brushing against her mind.
They are talking about us. Rudely. Inconsiderate little upstarts. Aradissicath was bristling as she eyed the newly hatched golds. She was already certain she wouldn’t like them and decided not to bother with them after she made a point of snubbing them. “Dissi! What has gotten into you?” Rhaedalyn was so embarrassed. She didn’t think her dragon had broadcasted to anyone but her but her comment was still horrible!
They think we’re trying to change our friends and I will not let them think nor believe that.Aradissicath didn’t give Rhaedalyn a chance to argue as she sauntered over to the little group, leaving her rider gawking before apologizing to Kahleena and chasing after her. The gold dragonet sat down closer to Xyreith than the little children to show her personal allegiance and to make it easier to glare at the one that thought they wanted to change the bronze.
Making him warm up to us is not the same as making him change who he is, little baby. He is a grumpy old beast but we like him all the same for it. My sweet rider only wishes to make sure he likes her and isn’t bothering him. You would do best to respect your elders and mind your filthy tongue. Aradissicath spoke to all in the group so even the females now bonded to the upstarts would know the verbal lashing the babies had received and understand any crying that might ensue. As if only remembering what the timid gold’s rider had said, Aradissicath turned her gaze to Ameris. Xyreith is the last dragon in need of a champion; not that he needs one anyway. He is already well respected and loved by those that matter.
Rhaedalyn was beyond mortified and bit her lower lip as she stared at Aradissicath and flicked her gaze around the group. “I’m sorry! She’s usually so sweet. I don’t know why a comment I didn’t even hear upset her so much.” Ameris and Peorray would surely hate her now and R’nya would likely never speak to her again either. In some odd twist of irony, Rhaedalyn figured Xyreith would be the only one to come away from the outburst as her friend. “Your dragons both seem very lovely and I wish you well and good luck in your classes.” She wouldn’t cry. She would not cry! Apologizing was making it easier to stick to that mantra.
They are talking about us. Rudely. Inconsiderate little upstarts. Aradissicath was bristling as she eyed the newly hatched golds. She was already certain she wouldn’t like them and decided not to bother with them after she made a point of snubbing them. “Dissi! What has gotten into you?” Rhaedalyn was so embarrassed. She didn’t think her dragon had broadcasted to anyone but her but her comment was still horrible!
They think we’re trying to change our friends and I will not let them think nor believe that.Aradissicath didn’t give Rhaedalyn a chance to argue as she sauntered over to the little group, leaving her rider gawking before apologizing to Kahleena and chasing after her. The gold dragonet sat down closer to Xyreith than the little children to show her personal allegiance and to make it easier to glare at the one that thought they wanted to change the bronze.
Making him warm up to us is not the same as making him change who he is, little baby. He is a grumpy old beast but we like him all the same for it. My sweet rider only wishes to make sure he likes her and isn’t bothering him. You would do best to respect your elders and mind your filthy tongue. Aradissicath spoke to all in the group so even the females now bonded to the upstarts would know the verbal lashing the babies had received and understand any crying that might ensue. As if only remembering what the timid gold’s rider had said, Aradissicath turned her gaze to Ameris. Xyreith is the last dragon in need of a champion; not that he needs one anyway. He is already well respected and loved by those that matter.
Rhaedalyn was beyond mortified and bit her lower lip as she stared at Aradissicath and flicked her gaze around the group. “I’m sorry! She’s usually so sweet. I don’t know why a comment I didn’t even hear upset her so much.” Ameris and Peorray would surely hate her now and R’nya would likely never speak to her again either. In some odd twist of irony, Rhaedalyn figured Xyreith would be the only one to come away from the outburst as her friend. “Your dragons both seem very lovely and I wish you well and good luck in your classes.” She wouldn’t cry. She would not cry! Apologizing was making it easier to stick to that mantra.
