16.Mar.12, 10:34 AM
Indivara giggled cheerfully at the scandalised expression on Jada's face when she realised how long some of the Katilan dragonriders were. Her amusement lingered as Jada informed her about the amusing state of the male mind, turning into a sly smirk as she soaked up the information and twisted it around, sorting it and tucking it away for future use. The devious sparkle that lit up her blue eyes was bright as she grinned up at Jada. Coming over with quiet steps, Indivara climbed up on the desk beside the harper and made herself comfortable.
"Sounds about right," she said in agreement, voice light and amused. The girl pushed her hair out of her face, nodding slightly at Jada's comment about D'ren, but the child didn't add any more to the statement. She understood where Jada was coming from, and definitely agreed. There was really nothing more for the child to add as she pulled her legs up, crossing them and resting her elbows on her knees. Her chin found itself at home in her palms as she grinned at Jada.
"Hrm," Indivara hummed thoughtfully, her blue gaze focused on Jada's face for a moment. She then gazed at the other woman boldly, taking her in head to foot and back again. "Stereotypically? Maybe a blue." She shrugged slightly, "but they vary greatly, so you could get anything. That's why I asked what you think you'd like. Colour is an indication of rank," Indivara continued, "so, your options are given depending on that. Personality of your dragon isn't defined by the colour. Larrikith and Grith are as different as sand and sun, but they're the same colour." The child raised both eyebrows and gave Jada a smile.
"Golds?" The shudder that shook the girl was present in her voice. "Why would I want a dragon that isn't any good for anything, except laying eggs and guarding them? Golds can't even breath fire!" What kind of dragon couldn't chew firestone?! Indivara looked scandalized at the very idea of such an Impression and the child gave Jada a sad look. "Besides, the paperwork!"
"Sounds about right," she said in agreement, voice light and amused. The girl pushed her hair out of her face, nodding slightly at Jada's comment about D'ren, but the child didn't add any more to the statement. She understood where Jada was coming from, and definitely agreed. There was really nothing more for the child to add as she pulled her legs up, crossing them and resting her elbows on her knees. Her chin found itself at home in her palms as she grinned at Jada.
"Hrm," Indivara hummed thoughtfully, her blue gaze focused on Jada's face for a moment. She then gazed at the other woman boldly, taking her in head to foot and back again. "Stereotypically? Maybe a blue." She shrugged slightly, "but they vary greatly, so you could get anything. That's why I asked what you think you'd like. Colour is an indication of rank," Indivara continued, "so, your options are given depending on that. Personality of your dragon isn't defined by the colour. Larrikith and Grith are as different as sand and sun, but they're the same colour." The child raised both eyebrows and gave Jada a smile.
"Golds?" The shudder that shook the girl was present in her voice. "Why would I want a dragon that isn't any good for anything, except laying eggs and guarding them? Golds can't even breath fire!" What kind of dragon couldn't chew firestone?! Indivara looked scandalized at the very idea of such an Impression and the child gave Jada a sad look. "Besides, the paperwork!"