14.Sep.12, 01:10 AM
Astoreth turned an indignant eye to her ride. A'liran she said pleasantly, once more allowing her smooth but deep voice to spread to Aparicus as well. You have forgotten that I am much larger than you. Then, with the grace and indifference of a feline, she butted her snout into his chest and knocked him on his back, earning a deep grunt as he landed windless in the grass. Astoreth's rumbling increased as she laid her head on his exposed belly, exhaling deeply and puffing her warm breath into his face.
A'liran laughed. "You bratty gal.." he said, rubbing the dragon's snout fondly. He glanced over to Aparicus, hoping the seemingly flighty girl hadn't been upset by his little play-scuffle with his lifemate.
"She's fooling you with her mind tricks," he informed Apari, factual and stern. "She's really a watchwher in disguise!" His seriousness didn't last long, though, before he broke out into a fond laugh.
Seriously, though. Get off of me, baby girl
Astoreth crooned, as if to laugh, and lifted her head. A'liran sat up and dusted the grass from himself. "We do," he said, unable to avoid another cheerful little laugh. He gave Astoreth's snout a light shove, causing her to snort dramatically at him. Afterwards, she coiled herself neatly beside him, allowing him to lean against her like an overgrown couch. They looked perfectly comfortable lying there together, like they belonged nowhere else.
"It's just fun, though. Ast has a good sense of humor, don't you baby girl?"
Indeed I do, 'baby boy' the dragon replied cheekily, but calm.
A'liran shot her a look, then snorted. "Always gotta have the last word, this one," he said. A'liran was oblivious to how his little scrap with Astoreth had unsettled Apari, and he certainly hadn't heard the breathed comment. Astoreth wasn't as sensitive as some dragons, but through observation alone she'd come to suspect that Aparicus was a fragile one indeed.
Still, she couldn't understand how anyone could be afraid of him.
Wordlessly, she pushed her head forward. She sniffed softly at Apari and waited, looking at the girl with intense curiosity, studying her and waiting to see if the girl would be bold enough to touch her.
A'liran laughed. "You bratty gal.." he said, rubbing the dragon's snout fondly. He glanced over to Aparicus, hoping the seemingly flighty girl hadn't been upset by his little play-scuffle with his lifemate.
"She's fooling you with her mind tricks," he informed Apari, factual and stern. "She's really a watchwher in disguise!" His seriousness didn't last long, though, before he broke out into a fond laugh.
Seriously, though. Get off of me, baby girl
Astoreth crooned, as if to laugh, and lifted her head. A'liran sat up and dusted the grass from himself. "We do," he said, unable to avoid another cheerful little laugh. He gave Astoreth's snout a light shove, causing her to snort dramatically at him. Afterwards, she coiled herself neatly beside him, allowing him to lean against her like an overgrown couch. They looked perfectly comfortable lying there together, like they belonged nowhere else.
"It's just fun, though. Ast has a good sense of humor, don't you baby girl?"
Indeed I do, 'baby boy' the dragon replied cheekily, but calm.
A'liran shot her a look, then snorted. "Always gotta have the last word, this one," he said. A'liran was oblivious to how his little scrap with Astoreth had unsettled Apari, and he certainly hadn't heard the breathed comment. Astoreth wasn't as sensitive as some dragons, but through observation alone she'd come to suspect that Aparicus was a fragile one indeed.
Still, she couldn't understand how anyone could be afraid of him.
Wordlessly, she pushed her head forward. She sniffed softly at Apari and waited, looking at the girl with intense curiosity, studying her and waiting to see if the girl would be bold enough to touch her.