09.Sep.22, 12:19 PM
Mylorah kept her gaze on the bronze pair but the emotions coming from her dragon had it dropping to Amagrith regularly. She had to give the gold credit—she was doing her best not to show her emotions with her eyes or growl but boy was Amagrith currently not amused. She wasn’t going to let it get to her too much, though. Considering the amount of brothers she had, Mylorah knew how irritating they could be and how easily fights could happen and making up afterward was just as fast. She’d have to keep an eye on them and judge whether intervening would be needed or not. For now, she’d let them figure it out on their own. So long as neither of them turned into Dyoricath and screeched when the other’s rider was near, they could get through some bumps.
“Amagrith will be the hungry one. I ate not that long ago.” Between the attempts on her, Mylorah was surprised she was still able to eat anything at all. Maybe she ate a little less than usual at times but for the most part, she refused to let fear rule her. For one thing, she loved food too much but she really didn’t want to give S’far or apparently L’ri reason to test her food. But she was paying more attention to where the food came from and didn’t believe any notes that came with items now. Unless a brother hand-delivered the food, she wasn’t buying it. She briefly wondered how Zory and Gaili were doing and hoped they both eating more. She hated not being there to pester them, especially Gaili with how much weight he had lost after being poisoned. Maybe Zelly and A’tay would look after them for her. She’d write a letter soon.
Amagrith squirmed a bit before resting her head in Mylorah’s lap which earned a smile from her rider and pettings to her head knobs before L’ri’s hesitantly given idea stole her attention. Mylorah studied him for a long moment, trying to decide how serious he was with the offer and if he truly wanted to tell her what she wanted to know. Finally she gave him a smile as well and nodded. “You always know the right story for the right time, Master Harper, and you know I love to listen.” They also both knew she wouldn’t ask for a while given how upset it made Oncaeth which then upset Amagrith. L’ri would have time to prepare himself and Mylorah had time to convince herself nothing had changed between them.
“Amagrith will be the hungry one. I ate not that long ago.” Between the attempts on her, Mylorah was surprised she was still able to eat anything at all. Maybe she ate a little less than usual at times but for the most part, she refused to let fear rule her. For one thing, she loved food too much but she really didn’t want to give S’far or apparently L’ri reason to test her food. But she was paying more attention to where the food came from and didn’t believe any notes that came with items now. Unless a brother hand-delivered the food, she wasn’t buying it. She briefly wondered how Zory and Gaili were doing and hoped they both eating more. She hated not being there to pester them, especially Gaili with how much weight he had lost after being poisoned. Maybe Zelly and A’tay would look after them for her. She’d write a letter soon.
Amagrith squirmed a bit before resting her head in Mylorah’s lap which earned a smile from her rider and pettings to her head knobs before L’ri’s hesitantly given idea stole her attention. Mylorah studied him for a long moment, trying to decide how serious he was with the offer and if he truly wanted to tell her what she wanted to know. Finally she gave him a smile as well and nodded. “You always know the right story for the right time, Master Harper, and you know I love to listen.” They also both knew she wouldn’t ask for a while given how upset it made Oncaeth which then upset Amagrith. L’ri would have time to prepare himself and Mylorah had time to convince herself nothing had changed between them.