24.Mar.18, 12:59 PM
He hadn't expected the person who stopped to be a girl and his face flushed a little. A'dis would never be the first to admit that the opposite sex terrified him in ways he didn't quite know himself. It wasn't that he liked boys, he didn't other than comrades, but women were... Not boys. The lamest excuse for avoiding them he could have possibly given out but men were easier to deal with, he was after all a man, and knew the ins and outs of being one and what they expected. With women, you never knew what they wanted or expected from you. The only exceptions to this rule were his mother and sister. They didn't expect him to be anything other than what he was and definitely didn't try to buy his favor or wiggle their way into his affections for the ability to call themselves something more than they were. But other women? He would be forever suspicious of their intentions. He tried to hide it now, tried to ignore the niggle of doubt her overtures of friends brought about.
She's pretty. I like her hair, it is very vibrant
A'dis didn't agree, though he liked the color of it. It wasn't vibrant but the most perfect shade of red. Not too bright and not too light, it was subdued and kind of gentle looking. Fuck. You don't even know her, fear her even and her hair is gentle the dragon rumbled with every level of amusement beneath A'dis' back. He growled lightly at the bronze's need to tease and swept out a hand in a wide movement. "Sit then," he told her, "I don't know how good a friend you'll find me but I suppose I could use some company other than Obaranth." The dragon in question snorted and A'dis was surrounded by the spicy scent of dragon. "I'm sure Obaranth won't mind if you use him as a back rest," he continued. I would too.
"You were watching me?" he asked as he scooted over just slightly, "A'dis and this is Obaranth."
She's pretty. I like her hair, it is very vibrant
A'dis didn't agree, though he liked the color of it. It wasn't vibrant but the most perfect shade of red. Not too bright and not too light, it was subdued and kind of gentle looking. Fuck. You don't even know her, fear her even and her hair is gentle the dragon rumbled with every level of amusement beneath A'dis' back. He growled lightly at the bronze's need to tease and swept out a hand in a wide movement. "Sit then," he told her, "I don't know how good a friend you'll find me but I suppose I could use some company other than Obaranth." The dragon in question snorted and A'dis was surrounded by the spicy scent of dragon. "I'm sure Obaranth won't mind if you use him as a back rest," he continued. I would too.
"You were watching me?" he asked as he scooted over just slightly, "A'dis and this is Obaranth."