30.Aug.22, 12:01 PM
Mylorah stared at the piece of paper while absently rubbing her fingers under Fret’s chin. Amagrith was settling in for a nap and more relaxed which meant the brown firelizard’s begging for attention was working and she could safely interact with him. Her cream puff was doing rather well with jealousy but firelizards seemed to irritate her the most. The working theory was they weren’t humans or her siblings so they didn’t have a neat little box to fit into and form a proper response for. But all of that serenity was lost when Oncaeth came over, drawing Amagrith’s attention enough that she lifted her head to see what was wanted before eyes whirled red with anger when Mylorah was yelled at.
No! L’ri is making Mylorah sad! He’s the meanie! Amagrith shouted back, now on her feet and ready to fight the bronze that dared to accuse her precious mate of anything. She was shaking with anger as the coward retreated and Mylorah set a hand on her head to make sure she stayed where she was. What had just happened? Who was Javira? A missing face? Was this part of a new story L’ri was working on? None of it was important in the moment, however, as she tried to soothe her chubby dragon-shaped sun. L’ri’s fancy words had made her smile but also sad and now she was thinking he was right given Amagrith’s colours.
See! Even you know he is causing you discomfort. Oncaeth has no right to talk to you like that. We’re golden ladies and specialer than you! Amagrith aimed the last part at the bronze pair before finally calming enough under her rider’s touch to sit down, though her gaze stayed on the males. “First, ‘specialer’ isn’t a word. It’s ‘more special’,” Mylorah spoke softly, hoping the others couldn’t hear her give grammar lessons to an upset dragonet. “Second, sometimes feeling sad is important and helps you put everything into perspective. Third, L’ri and I can both be sad at the same time because a lot has happened since you and Oncaeth found us.”
Fine, Amagrith grumped and laid back down beside Mylorah with her gaze still on Oncaeth and L’ri. She didn’t trust them not to do something sneaky and mean again. The small one needs to go now. Mylorah wasn’t surprised by the order and didn’t want to cause more of a fuss by trying to get her to reconsider. “Sorry, Fret. You better return to L’ri. Thank you for visiting with me.” At least someone out of that group wanted to see her.
No! L’ri is making Mylorah sad! He’s the meanie! Amagrith shouted back, now on her feet and ready to fight the bronze that dared to accuse her precious mate of anything. She was shaking with anger as the coward retreated and Mylorah set a hand on her head to make sure she stayed where she was. What had just happened? Who was Javira? A missing face? Was this part of a new story L’ri was working on? None of it was important in the moment, however, as she tried to soothe her chubby dragon-shaped sun. L’ri’s fancy words had made her smile but also sad and now she was thinking he was right given Amagrith’s colours.
See! Even you know he is causing you discomfort. Oncaeth has no right to talk to you like that. We’re golden ladies and specialer than you! Amagrith aimed the last part at the bronze pair before finally calming enough under her rider’s touch to sit down, though her gaze stayed on the males. “First, ‘specialer’ isn’t a word. It’s ‘more special’,” Mylorah spoke softly, hoping the others couldn’t hear her give grammar lessons to an upset dragonet. “Second, sometimes feeling sad is important and helps you put everything into perspective. Third, L’ri and I can both be sad at the same time because a lot has happened since you and Oncaeth found us.”
Fine, Amagrith grumped and laid back down beside Mylorah with her gaze still on Oncaeth and L’ri. She didn’t trust them not to do something sneaky and mean again. The small one needs to go now. Mylorah wasn’t surprised by the order and didn’t want to cause more of a fuss by trying to get her to reconsider. “Sorry, Fret. You better return to L’ri. Thank you for visiting with me.” At least someone out of that group wanted to see her.