20.Sep.13, 02:53 AM
Casa couldn't resist the little smirk that darted over her lips as he mentioned flying not always properly dressed. She could see that, especially with the way he seemed to appear out of nowhere, seemingly a part of the wilds themselves...she was willing to bet that he had been out here with someone. It seemed plausible, but she couldn't tell if that had been what spawned today's appearance from the trees.
"It will be nice to get something warmer," she admitted, lips pressing together briefly as she considered the bone chilling cold of riding between. She didn't fear heights, she thrilled in the feeling of the freedom of the air, but the cold and numbness that came from vanishing into nothingness and then reappearing...well, she couldn't imagine getting used to it. It was shocking in every definition of the word.
As Nishkath leaned over and nudged her, a shiver of delight shot down her spine, and her hands froze for a moment before resuming the oiling on Edge. After a moment, she let her eyes slide back open, a bemused half-smile on her lips. She absolutely loved dragons, and brown ones in particular were her favorite; having this one so affectionately interact made her warm inside.
After setting Edge down (who promptly crawled onto O'wain's shoulder and settled down to sun himself), she wiped her hands dry, gently running her fingertips across his face. Her eyes slid closed again, and a soft sigh of contentment escaped her lips. she let herself just enjoy the moment before slowly nodding, carefully collecting Knack and beginning to work the oil into his beautiful brown hide. "I believe we will, Nishkath," she said quietly, eyes warm as she turned to focus on the little brown lazing in her hands.
"It will be nice to get something warmer," she admitted, lips pressing together briefly as she considered the bone chilling cold of riding between. She didn't fear heights, she thrilled in the feeling of the freedom of the air, but the cold and numbness that came from vanishing into nothingness and then reappearing...well, she couldn't imagine getting used to it. It was shocking in every definition of the word.
As Nishkath leaned over and nudged her, a shiver of delight shot down her spine, and her hands froze for a moment before resuming the oiling on Edge. After a moment, she let her eyes slide back open, a bemused half-smile on her lips. She absolutely loved dragons, and brown ones in particular were her favorite; having this one so affectionately interact made her warm inside.
After setting Edge down (who promptly crawled onto O'wain's shoulder and settled down to sun himself), she wiped her hands dry, gently running her fingertips across his face. Her eyes slid closed again, and a soft sigh of contentment escaped her lips. she let herself just enjoy the moment before slowly nodding, carefully collecting Knack and beginning to work the oil into his beautiful brown hide. "I believe we will, Nishkath," she said quietly, eyes warm as she turned to focus on the little brown lazing in her hands.