05.Jan.20, 06:39 PM
“Caz, then,” he said with a smile. “The straps are more for us to stay secure on their backs; the dragons don’t need to be guided like a horse, especially since they speak with us.” They talked for a bit about the types and shapes of straps, and B’kit asked about saddles in return, never having had a chance to ride a horse but liking them.
“Something like that,” B’kit said, grinning over Erebuth’s back at Cazelerias. “I don’t know everything that goes into it; some folks add herbs to theirs, but it’s mostly just oil. It helps keep Erebuth’s hide from cracking and itching as he grows. Dragons aren’t like tunnel snakes which shed their skin, but more like us; it grows with them. But dry skin can be irritating... or even dangerous when they’re old enough to go between.”
He checked with Erebuth quickly before offering, “would you like to help? Erebuth says he wouldn’t mind. If you wanted to get a closer look.” The blue glanced over at Caz, his eyes swirling a calm greenish-blue.
“Something like that,” B’kit said, grinning over Erebuth’s back at Cazelerias. “I don’t know everything that goes into it; some folks add herbs to theirs, but it’s mostly just oil. It helps keep Erebuth’s hide from cracking and itching as he grows. Dragons aren’t like tunnel snakes which shed their skin, but more like us; it grows with them. But dry skin can be irritating... or even dangerous when they’re old enough to go between.”
He checked with Erebuth quickly before offering, “would you like to help? Erebuth says he wouldn’t mind. If you wanted to get a closer look.” The blue glanced over at Caz, his eyes swirling a calm greenish-blue.