Roughhousing (3/3)
Dragonsfall Weyr
Amber Hills Hold
Vintner Hall
Healer Hall
Hidden Meadows
Dolphin Cove Weyr
Dolphin Hall
Emerald Falls Hold
Harper Hall
Printer Hall
Green Valley Hold
Leeward Lagoon Hold
Barrier Lake Weyr
Sunstone Seahold
Citrus Bay Hold
Writers: Iluva, Sia
Date Posted: 28th July 2024
Characters: O'rosin, R'fayne
Description: Aeoluth and Skadith blow off some steam on the beach
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 11, day 7 of Turn 11
R’fayne shook his head. “No, it doesn’t.” He shifted tightly from one foot to the other. Still tense, but not about to be caught shivering with O’rosin standing this close. “I’ve never heard of needing to take a dragon swimming before taking a dragon swimming, but it might be something to consider.” He arched a brow. “Or some other kind of challenge. Something mental, maybe. Least til we’re in the air.”
Aeoluth bounded through the surf after Skadith, excited to have a friend to play with but unaware of the other dragon's fatigue. Luckily this time O'rosin was fast enough with a sharp mental reprimand that the brown halted hard in his tracks, sitting down hard in the shallows with a splash of water. It took a few seconds to recalibrate and Aeoluth was up again, hopping in the surf and shaking the water off his hide like a massive canine.
O'rosin snorted. "I'd have better luck if we had a pen and giant ball for him to chase around, though I expect it'd be broken in about a candlemark. Maybe two."
“Mm, two might be pushing it.” R'fayne agreed dryly, though he paused to admire how well the young brown moved through the water. As he righted one of Skadith’s haphazard wings, it was hard to be unhappy with the color there; in this light they were almost black in his hands. Unexpectedly, perfectly blue-black. The color of night.
“And he’s a dragon - he knows he's meant to fly,” R'fayne said, now regarding O’rosin in all that clothing. “What does Aeoluth say he wants to do?”
O'rosin took a few polite steps backward as Skadith got closer, keeping a good distance between the ever-growing dragon and himself. He did, however, back at R'fayne quizzically. "What do you mean?"
The bluerider straightened, trying not to look too cold, and frowned back, “Well, when you ask him what he'd like to do…” Mm. Perhaps Aeoluth was consulted on decisions as often as Skadith was.
“They say a dragon reflects their rider,” R’fayne said, shrugging and turning to go. “And the other way around. Maybe Aeoluth’s picking up on something.”
The quizzical look never left O'rosin's face. "He wants to run around, so I'm out here letting him run around." He said. He looked like he might say something else- so that Aeoluth wouldn't accidentally hurt anyone else- but he closed his mouth and frowned instead. Aeoluth hovered in his mental periphery, a thread of anxiousness that reappeared anytime O'rosin remembered the hatching.
He'd heard that phrase before, sure, but hadn't thought much about it when it came to _them_. Aeoluth was his own creature, one that O'rosin kept at an arm's length and (mostly) under control. "Maybe." He relented with a shrug.
With a happy squawk, Skadith reached for the brown, }: Want to try that again? Same time tomorrow? :{
Aelouth bounced his head up and down in a horselike nod. }: Yes! Tomorrow. I'll call before we leave. We'll see you back in the barracks later.:{
Last updated on the July 31st 2024