23.Feb.21, 03:11 AM
The use of his old name was the only reason he looked up in time and prepared himself for the whirlwind that was Madiquel. He was still getting used to being called N'lis--which meant Dalsuth was using it more than necessary to help--and they would probably be in a tangled heap on the ground by now. Instead, he was standing with Madiquel clinging to him while his brain caught up to what was happening and finally had him returning the hug with a smile.
As she pulled back and bounced in place, full of her usual exuberance, N'lis realised how much he missed her. She had been one of his only friends and his first real crush. But he had learned why they were called crushes when he was left devastated and crushed upon seeing her dance so perfectly with A'tay. Interactions since then had almost exclusively been through letters but it didn't feel awkward to see her now. Maybe because he was so tired. Baby dragons were... a lot. Just, a lot.
"Hi! Um N'lis. It's kind of weird, I know. I'm still adjusting to it. And that blue who constantly has ants in his pants is Dalsuth." N'lis pointed to the dragon that was working on his dance moves. He'd been obsessed with the idea of dancing and songs since meeting Gangleri.
No, I don't! Do I? What do ants look like? Dalsuth stopped moving so he could start examining himself for the ants. And then he realised he didn't wear pants so he couldn't have ants in them and gave a delightful giggle before looking up at the large green that approached.Hello! Are you here to play with us as well?
N'lis' eyes went wide as a new voice brushed against his mind. He was used to those in the class and knew this wasn't one of theirs and glanced to Zezeth. "Hi, Zezeth. Thanks for coming to visit us."
As she pulled back and bounced in place, full of her usual exuberance, N'lis realised how much he missed her. She had been one of his only friends and his first real crush. But he had learned why they were called crushes when he was left devastated and crushed upon seeing her dance so perfectly with A'tay. Interactions since then had almost exclusively been through letters but it didn't feel awkward to see her now. Maybe because he was so tired. Baby dragons were... a lot. Just, a lot.
"Hi! Um N'lis. It's kind of weird, I know. I'm still adjusting to it. And that blue who constantly has ants in his pants is Dalsuth." N'lis pointed to the dragon that was working on his dance moves. He'd been obsessed with the idea of dancing and songs since meeting Gangleri.
N'lis' eyes went wide as a new voice brushed against his mind. He was used to those in the class and knew this wasn't one of theirs and glanced to Zezeth. "Hi, Zezeth. Thanks for coming to visit us."