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30.Jul.13, 10:20 PM
Peorray stared blankly after the departing gold for a few moments, feeling as though Aradissicath had missed the point a little. Wydrith was a baby and hadn't meant to insult her- the older gold had meant hers. And what were they deluded about? Wydrith had made an innocent assumption, Peorray had been trying to be fair and put a positive spin on a situation she didn't know much about, and Mizeath was quite correct in arguing that more decorum in general probably would've been a good thing.
She called a goodbye to Rhaedalyn as the woman left, feeling awkward. Thankfully, Rhaedalyn hadn't seemed to take things as much to heart as her dragon had. But there wasn't much to say that probably wouldn't leave one or the other of them feeling as though they ought to defend their dragon. But maybe she could give it a while to calm down and go apologize for the misunderstanding. Wydrith had, in her own way, but maybe it was necessary on the human end, too? Regardless, she'd have to make sure Aradissicath wasn't around if she did. She didn't trust that dragon not to twist a good intention.
R'nya's words made her flush uneasily at the implication. She'd never be Aradissicath's greatest friend, but she saw no reason to court an enemy. And Wydrith just wanted to be left alone, as far as she could tell.
Not alone. Came the reply immediately. The gold had remained crouched where she'd retreated, more confused than anything when Xyreith licked her cheek, but uncurled herself enough to sniff at R'nya's fingers when they were offered. But maybe... not with Aradissicath? Wydrith's reply was soft and hesitant, but the feeling was strong enough. She did not trust or want to be around the older gold any more than she absolutely had to.
Though she wouldn't feed the situation any more (one spat was not all that important in the long run), Peorray couldn't argue with the wish for avoidance. Right now, though, R'nya's ending praise reminded her that this was a day for celebration. She'd Weyrmated last night, Impressed this morning, and no petty bickering was enough to compete with the joy of those two events. Seeking out M'din so she could share her excitement was much more important.
Still, before she left she made sure to smile at Ameris and Mizeath. "Mizeath seems like a wise one- and good with words. I wish we had that gift." Peorray wouldn't give up Wydrith for anything, but it was a shame that apparently neither of them were silver-tongued. "Congratulations again, and I hope we haven't ruined your day."
She called a goodbye to Rhaedalyn as the woman left, feeling awkward. Thankfully, Rhaedalyn hadn't seemed to take things as much to heart as her dragon had. But there wasn't much to say that probably wouldn't leave one or the other of them feeling as though they ought to defend their dragon. But maybe she could give it a while to calm down and go apologize for the misunderstanding. Wydrith had, in her own way, but maybe it was necessary on the human end, too? Regardless, she'd have to make sure Aradissicath wasn't around if she did. She didn't trust that dragon not to twist a good intention.
R'nya's words made her flush uneasily at the implication. She'd never be Aradissicath's greatest friend, but she saw no reason to court an enemy. And Wydrith just wanted to be left alone, as far as she could tell.
Though she wouldn't feed the situation any more (one spat was not all that important in the long run), Peorray couldn't argue with the wish for avoidance. Right now, though, R'nya's ending praise reminded her that this was a day for celebration. She'd Weyrmated last night, Impressed this morning, and no petty bickering was enough to compete with the joy of those two events. Seeking out M'din so she could share her excitement was much more important.
Still, before she left she made sure to smile at Ameris and Mizeath. "Mizeath seems like a wise one- and good with words. I wish we had that gift." Peorray wouldn't give up Wydrith for anything, but it was a shame that apparently neither of them were silver-tongued. "Congratulations again, and I hope we haven't ruined your day."
