13.Sep.22, 11:25 AM
The lingering taste of peppermint at least chased off some of the bitterness of whatever concoction the healer had brought him. Ch'es didn't miss the older man's quick correction towards I'vens despite his distraction but made no real note of it to Pardrith either. The boy offered a strained smile to this Uncle Brax before turning back to Pardrith and leaning forward to smooch the end of his dragon's nose.
No, I didn't get hurt, the young bronze replied. He'd certainly become scared, though. And apparently scared Pard called for aggressive Pard to hide the fear. Settling his head heavily on his boy's chest until he felt the way it made it more difficult for his bonded to breathe, Pardrith opted to nuzzle between Ch'es's arm and side. The dragonet purred quite comfortably when Ch'es draped that arm over his muzzle in a semblance of a hug.
Who else would keep an eye on all of you if I got poisoned? the bronze demanded with an overinflated sense of self-importance. In truth, the youngling hadn't done much other than grumble at anyone who drew near that wasn't already a known healer. Even those the dragon knew were suspect considering the delivered poisonous treats had been labeled as from T'ryn.
There is no way T'ryn would do that, Pardrith, Ch'es explained patiently. It must have been a trick.
Maybe befriending you was the trick, the dragonet muttered quietly. Simply too tired to argue, Ch'es only shook his head and let it fall back on the pillow.
More than eager for a change in subject, the freckled hunter turned to regard Brax again. It's nice you were able to come to visit I'vens. But how long have we been ill? I thought Igen Hold was some distance away. Pardrith translated patiently, though he had his eyes closed now and otherwise appeared to be ignoring the others.
There is no way T'ryn would do that, Pardrith, Ch'es explained patiently. It must have been a trick.
More than eager for a change in subject, the freckled hunter turned to regard Brax again. It's nice you were able to come to visit I'vens. But how long have we been ill? I thought Igen Hold was some distance away. Pardrith translated patiently, though he had his eyes closed now and otherwise appeared to be ignoring the others.