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16.Aug.22, 12:06 PM
They were sitting outside working on another round of oiling, with Mylorah humming softly to herself when Amagrith’s intense focus on something finally piqued her interest. “Are you going to share what has you so quiet?” Amagrith gave a little huff of annoyance but finally replied, You said that is for us to learn to fly from and he’s too big for it. Shouldn’t he already know how to fly? That was not at all something she expected for an answer and Mylorah finally turned to figure out what was going.
She gasped when Tiberuth was spotted and knew that was her brother mounting up. Were they really going to try flying again already? She was so scared for them that there hadn’t even been time to have a moment of relief over seeing K’dar outside and doing something. T’ryn tried to keep her updated on how he was doing but he usually ended up apologising because he didn’t have anything new to report other than K’dar ate a little food he was given and gave some mundane replies to questions. She loved him for trying and for taking care of K’dar for her since she was shackled to Amagrith now. Rude. “I wish you hadn’t picked up on that,” Mylorah grumbled but gave the chubby gold an affectionate pat with the oily cloth over a spot that seemed to itch still.
“Now watch them carefully. Tiberuth was injured saving gold Neryseth not too long ago and he hasn’t stretched his wings since.” Mylorah spoke softly as if her voice might distract the bronze pair. She also didn’t want to draw attention to them in case anything went wrong, though she wished she had Z’kel or L’ri there to hold hands with for a little comfort. But when Tiberuth lifted without issue and was soon flying with almost his usual grace, Mylorah gave a soft cheer and hugged Amagrith. They watched the bronze boys until it looked like Tiberuth was coming back to land. “Let’s head inside,” she urged and grabbed their supplies before shooing Amagrith inside. She knew K’dar enough to know that he wouldn’t want an audience for something so minor but she was also afraid she’d see her brother slip back into his lifeless state as soon as his feet touched the ground. Besides, she could pester Sh’rei for his opinion on Tiberuth and how he was progressing.
The poor bluerider was insisting he didn’t know all that much after the initial diagnosis that he had helped with because he had Impressed and had his own dragon to fuss over now when V’lia saved him to say K’dar was there to see her. Mylorah managed to blurt out her thanks before running through the room with Amagrith doing her best to keep up. She scanned the area as soon as she stepped outside and didn’t slow her pace when she saw her brother until she was steps from him and only enough that she wouldn’t send them both to the ground when she jumped him for a hug.
“Hi,” she whispered as she clung to him, afraid he wasn’t real or that he might run away again. She didn’t know what else to say anyway, but Amagrith did. She was sitting a few feet behind Mylorah and stared up at the large bronze dragon. You fly nicely. Mylorah said you were injured but it was very hard to tell from down here. One day we can fly together and I can properly see how well you move, though that would be very sad if you were still sore then.
Mylorah gave a light laugh as she finally moved away from K’dar so she could crouch beside Amagrith and place a kiss to the top of her head. “This is my little cream puff, Amagrith. And that’s my big brother K’dar and the wonderful Tiberuth.” Mylorah pointed to each when she introduced them even though it was pretty obvious who everyone was based off the types of names she doled out. “And she’s right. You were beautiful up there.”
She gasped when Tiberuth was spotted and knew that was her brother mounting up. Were they really going to try flying again already? She was so scared for them that there hadn’t even been time to have a moment of relief over seeing K’dar outside and doing something. T’ryn tried to keep her updated on how he was doing but he usually ended up apologising because he didn’t have anything new to report other than K’dar ate a little food he was given and gave some mundane replies to questions. She loved him for trying and for taking care of K’dar for her since she was shackled to Amagrith now. Rude. “I wish you hadn’t picked up on that,” Mylorah grumbled but gave the chubby gold an affectionate pat with the oily cloth over a spot that seemed to itch still.
“Now watch them carefully. Tiberuth was injured saving gold Neryseth not too long ago and he hasn’t stretched his wings since.” Mylorah spoke softly as if her voice might distract the bronze pair. She also didn’t want to draw attention to them in case anything went wrong, though she wished she had Z’kel or L’ri there to hold hands with for a little comfort. But when Tiberuth lifted without issue and was soon flying with almost his usual grace, Mylorah gave a soft cheer and hugged Amagrith. They watched the bronze boys until it looked like Tiberuth was coming back to land. “Let’s head inside,” she urged and grabbed their supplies before shooing Amagrith inside. She knew K’dar enough to know that he wouldn’t want an audience for something so minor but she was also afraid she’d see her brother slip back into his lifeless state as soon as his feet touched the ground. Besides, she could pester Sh’rei for his opinion on Tiberuth and how he was progressing.
The poor bluerider was insisting he didn’t know all that much after the initial diagnosis that he had helped with because he had Impressed and had his own dragon to fuss over now when V’lia saved him to say K’dar was there to see her. Mylorah managed to blurt out her thanks before running through the room with Amagrith doing her best to keep up. She scanned the area as soon as she stepped outside and didn’t slow her pace when she saw her brother until she was steps from him and only enough that she wouldn’t send them both to the ground when she jumped him for a hug.
“Hi,” she whispered as she clung to him, afraid he wasn’t real or that he might run away again. She didn’t know what else to say anyway, but Amagrith did. She was sitting a few feet behind Mylorah and stared up at the large bronze dragon. You fly nicely. Mylorah said you were injured but it was very hard to tell from down here. One day we can fly together and I can properly see how well you move, though that would be very sad if you were still sore then.
Mylorah gave a light laugh as she finally moved away from K’dar so she could crouch beside Amagrith and place a kiss to the top of her head. “This is my little cream puff, Amagrith. And that’s my big brother K’dar and the wonderful Tiberuth.” Mylorah pointed to each when she introduced them even though it was pretty obvious who everyone was based off the types of names she doled out. “And she’s right. You were beautiful up there.”
