22.Sep.22, 09:54 AM
Without Mylorah there to pay attention for them, Orgailian was making himself try a little harder. It wasn't like he could leave it up to Zor. His brother was probably more of the reason he was keeping a close watch on everything. His own person was rather dear to him but so was Zoremet--especially since he owed his brother his life. They had hashed all of that out before but Orgailian still quietly believed he was indebted to Zoremet. Even stopping the trusting adorable fool from eating more fruit 'from T'ryn' hadn't balanced everything in his mind. But that didn't mean he wanted another chance so soon!
It was the green that came charging in their direction that had Orgailian on alert. The blue had been moving at a leisurely enough pace that he didn’t feel any sense of danger. The green, however, was running on a lot of emotions—positive from the brief glance to her eyes told him—but it didn’t matter what her intentions were when a collision happened. As soon as the two tangled, Orgailian had his arm around Zoremet’s waist to quickly guide him away. He wasn’t brave—or stupid, as he sometimes leaned toward—like Mylorah who jumped in front of Ayontay to keep him safe. Again, his own self-preservation kicked in and leading them both out of harm’s way seemed like the best idea ever.
He moved them until he deemed it was a safe enough distance and then took in the scene. The fighting had attracted another green and it seemed the injuries were starting to add up. The boy on the ground had Orgailian wincing and happy they relocated. Would they have been safe if they stayed put? Maybe but why risk it? “I’m starting to hate Hatchings,” he confessed and finally let go of Zor.
It was the green that came charging in their direction that had Orgailian on alert. The blue had been moving at a leisurely enough pace that he didn’t feel any sense of danger. The green, however, was running on a lot of emotions—positive from the brief glance to her eyes told him—but it didn’t matter what her intentions were when a collision happened. As soon as the two tangled, Orgailian had his arm around Zoremet’s waist to quickly guide him away. He wasn’t brave—or stupid, as he sometimes leaned toward—like Mylorah who jumped in front of Ayontay to keep him safe. Again, his own self-preservation kicked in and leading them both out of harm’s way seemed like the best idea ever.
He moved them until he deemed it was a safe enough distance and then took in the scene. The fighting had attracted another green and it seemed the injuries were starting to add up. The boy on the ground had Orgailian wincing and happy they relocated. Would they have been safe if they stayed put? Maybe but why risk it? “I’m starting to hate Hatchings,” he confessed and finally let go of Zor.