24.Jul.22, 03:23 AM
Cazan wasn't even sure she could survive a family dinner at this rate, not with Mal being so terribly helpful and encouraging. She just stayed quiet, focused on not letting Mal pick up on her own thoughts as she let A'tay try his hand at reasoning with the gold. Of course he started with complimenting her own wrestling, which was flattering, but also made her want to just bury herself in the sands and disappear. Mal did pick up a bit on that idea and let herself burrow down ever so slightly in a spot near the eggs while she considered Xyxyth's mate.
I don't want T'ryn to be sad... but what if Cazan can't win without a different winner?! "I'll be fine!" Cazan quickly said. "I'm sure it'll be fine, I'm just... it's the timing probably. We're not as predictable as dragons are." Mal tilted her head curiously for a moment before she brightened and chirped, Oh! Because you don't glow! The dragon was feeling especially clever for having figured that out, and upon hearing Xyxyth's suggestion she was even more pleased. You'll just have to play hard to win again but I believe in you! And then Cazan and A'tay can win too!
Nope. She'd much rather know for sure that any blonde babies were her mate's. Caz glanced down at her notebook and jotted down a quick note. Yfris. Herbs. In case of Mal/Taith rebellion. She circled the words and then quickly turned the page so she could start doodling a plan for A'tay's pants. When the gold took a curious peek at what Cazan was working on she just let out a pleased and curious little cooing sound.Ooh, pants! Will they be powerful?
At least that was topic seemed safe enough so Caz smiled as she nodded. "I think so. Going to see how A'tay looks in purple." Turning back to him, Mal happily chirped,You could use more power. They'll help! Cazan gave A'tay an apologetic look. "Well... hopefully they help at least." Hopefully they helped to make up for how pesky and pushy Mal was being. She considered trying to give him a break from sitting on the sands and gave him a very steady look, eyebrow raised as she asked, "Are you hungry? If you need a bite to eat I can hold things down here. No rush or anything, take your time. No need to grab anything for me," Maybe he'd pick up that food was entirely optional for him as well and this was more of an offer to escape than anything else.
Nope. She'd much rather know for sure that any blonde babies were her mate's. Caz glanced down at her notebook and jotted down a quick note. Yfris. Herbs. In case of Mal/Taith rebellion. She circled the words and then quickly turned the page so she could start doodling a plan for A'tay's pants. When the gold took a curious peek at what Cazan was working on she just let out a pleased and curious little cooing sound.
At least that was topic seemed safe enough so Caz smiled as she nodded. "I think so. Going to see how A'tay looks in purple." Turning back to him, Mal happily chirped,