Post by Rae on Dec 15, 2015 18:59:38 GMT
Tig Vox Thunder Norbert
Nynae chirped to remind his feederperson to hurry up and get him a meatroll. The brown really didn't care who supplied the food, as long as it made it down his gullet. He restrained himself though. There were boys around and his person did not like it when the little flitter embarrassed her. His flattened his wings tightly against his back as he fought his impatience.
Berelai took a meatroll from each proffered plate, no sense pick a favorite just yet, even though that shy fellow Jorah had caught her eye. "He's a bottomless pit." She explained as she set the food in front of Nynae, who took no time at all inhaling it. Sensing the contentment coming from her little brown, Berelai dismissed him with a flick of her fingers. "Go ahead and sleep on my cot." She added, to make sure the brown didn't get into trouble. There were plenty of other fire lizards that Nynae could get himself in trouble with. The brown took to the air and went /Between/, obedient and sleepy.
With a loving shake of her head, Berelai put her fire lizard to the back of her mind. Her ears had perked up at the mention of dancing. While she had no ability with any musical instrument, and her voice was only passable, the young woman was a natural on the dance floor. Granted, she'd gotten a lot of practice over the Turns since she went to every Gather she could. The pull of the music and the thrill of dancing with a man was too good to be true.
The Harpers seemed preoccupied with each other, and she didn't have much to add to their conversation, so she focused on Jorah and Jaimes still at the table with her. Her brown hair had dried and now it gleamed in the glowlight. She ran her fingers idly through the long tresses as she feigned a casual interest in Aislyn's proposal.
"I guess that I wouldn't mind dancing." She said with a coy smile, directed first at one and then the other young man. "But I don't dance alone." Not very subtle, but she was too keen to get off this bench and dance!
Nynae chirped to remind his feederperson to hurry up and get him a meatroll. The brown really didn't care who supplied the food, as long as it made it down his gullet. He restrained himself though. There were boys around and his person did not like it when the little flitter embarrassed her. His flattened his wings tightly against his back as he fought his impatience.
Berelai took a meatroll from each proffered plate, no sense pick a favorite just yet, even though that shy fellow Jorah had caught her eye. "He's a bottomless pit." She explained as she set the food in front of Nynae, who took no time at all inhaling it. Sensing the contentment coming from her little brown, Berelai dismissed him with a flick of her fingers. "Go ahead and sleep on my cot." She added, to make sure the brown didn't get into trouble. There were plenty of other fire lizards that Nynae could get himself in trouble with. The brown took to the air and went /Between/, obedient and sleepy.
With a loving shake of her head, Berelai put her fire lizard to the back of her mind. Her ears had perked up at the mention of dancing. While she had no ability with any musical instrument, and her voice was only passable, the young woman was a natural on the dance floor. Granted, she'd gotten a lot of practice over the Turns since she went to every Gather she could. The pull of the music and the thrill of dancing with a man was too good to be true.
The Harpers seemed preoccupied with each other, and she didn't have much to add to their conversation, so she focused on Jorah and Jaimes still at the table with her. Her brown hair had dried and now it gleamed in the glowlight. She ran her fingers idly through the long tresses as she feigned a casual interest in Aislyn's proposal.
"I guess that I wouldn't mind dancing." She said with a coy smile, directed first at one and then the other young man. "But I don't dance alone." Not very subtle, but she was too keen to get off this bench and dance!