02.Mar.21, 12:27 PM
Vondal had definitely heard stories about these sorts of moods from the sailors with wives, and he'd always thought that their rather harrowing allusions to near death had been for comedic emphasis. But the way Helyna had responded had him thinking that perhaps he didn't want to be near her shears at the moment as he scooted a little further away. At least he resisted the urge to go steal and hide them as she rushed off to her dragon (hopefully not to tell the golden beast it was finally okay to eat him).
When Helyna returned swearing, he considered just going to hide in his room to try and stay further out of the way, but then she mentioned that Iliyith was going to fly. But... didn't dragons just do that? He couldn't imagine the stately gold just walking everywhere. And then she began to clarify and it dawned on him. "Oh." Helyna wasn't pregnant... she was just... in heat? No, that seemed a poor comparison. Or maybe it was from the short chat they'd had about it before? Either way, she was some sort of dragon moody. "Proddy," he repeated just to give the word a try. "I see... so when dragons start to have their time of the... ah... year? Their time, the riders also get proddy. Got it."
This seemed like a much easier and more temporary thing to handle and Vondal scratched at his chin while he thought. "Should I go to the kitchens and tell them you need some desserts? Put some bubbles in the bath for you? I can also try warming a towel to wrap you in. Does being proddy give you cramps or anything?"
When Helyna returned swearing, he considered just going to hide in his room to try and stay further out of the way, but then she mentioned that Iliyith was going to fly. But... didn't dragons just do that? He couldn't imagine the stately gold just walking everywhere. And then she began to clarify and it dawned on him. "Oh." Helyna wasn't pregnant... she was just... in heat? No, that seemed a poor comparison. Or maybe it was from the short chat they'd had about it before? Either way, she was some sort of dragon moody. "Proddy," he repeated just to give the word a try. "I see... so when dragons start to have their time of the... ah... year? Their time, the riders also get proddy. Got it."
This seemed like a much easier and more temporary thing to handle and Vondal scratched at his chin while he thought. "Should I go to the kitchens and tell them you need some desserts? Put some bubbles in the bath for you? I can also try warming a towel to wrap you in. Does being proddy give you cramps or anything?"