01.Sep.13, 03:14 AM
Hearing Morith's musical voice in her mind, praising her scrubbing, Arddra smiled fondly at the bronze. It was then she realized she was falling in love with the dragon. Not in any romantic sense of the word but the sort of love one would develop for anybody they care about, be it family, a child, a friend. It made her glad she was sweating, she could use the water to hide her tears of longing. She wanted a dragon, to feel such a voice in her mind, to feel that connection.
It took v'riy's chuckle to catch her attention again and she blinked the tears away. With her free hand she lifted the neck of her blouse to wipe her face and the tears from her cheeks. When he started to hum a teaching ballad Arddra looked over at V'riy to see him so totally focused on cleaning Morith. Once again she was struck by how good looking he was.
Morith's shifting drew her attention away from his rider back to the job at hand. Immediately she prepared to resume working on a new area of hide but by then V'riy was responding to her question about his wings.
"They have such an important role, I would think they need extra attention and care to keep them working in perfect order," Arddra said, glad her voice sounded normal. It will be interesting to see them closer."
She looked back at Morith, again thinking if it would be easier to scrub his back and upper flanks and shoulder from his back than from below. V'riy's throat clearing caused her to look back at him blushing slightly at being distracted by Morith.
"I think I would like a break, I am not used to cleaning in this direction, normally I scrub floors," Arddra didn't want to wear herself out so much she won't be able to do anything with her arms for the rest of the week. This lesson was a definite sign she needed to exercise more if she was ever to manage a dragon of her own. "I was thinking it may be easier to do more if I was able to scrub from above, if I was on his back that is...but it is quite high and I never really moved over a dragon and I wouldn't want to fall off and possibly land on a wing or hurt him in some way. Or myself hitting the water..."
It took v'riy's chuckle to catch her attention again and she blinked the tears away. With her free hand she lifted the neck of her blouse to wipe her face and the tears from her cheeks. When he started to hum a teaching ballad Arddra looked over at V'riy to see him so totally focused on cleaning Morith. Once again she was struck by how good looking he was.
Morith's shifting drew her attention away from his rider back to the job at hand. Immediately she prepared to resume working on a new area of hide but by then V'riy was responding to her question about his wings.
"They have such an important role, I would think they need extra attention and care to keep them working in perfect order," Arddra said, glad her voice sounded normal. It will be interesting to see them closer."
She looked back at Morith, again thinking if it would be easier to scrub his back and upper flanks and shoulder from his back than from below. V'riy's throat clearing caused her to look back at him blushing slightly at being distracted by Morith.
"I think I would like a break, I am not used to cleaning in this direction, normally I scrub floors," Arddra didn't want to wear herself out so much she won't be able to do anything with her arms for the rest of the week. This lesson was a definite sign she needed to exercise more if she was ever to manage a dragon of her own. "I was thinking it may be easier to do more if I was able to scrub from above, if I was on his back that is...but it is quite high and I never really moved over a dragon and I wouldn't want to fall off and possibly land on a wing or hurt him in some way. Or myself hitting the water..."