Bath Alone [Jenth/Open]

[Missa]

"You are so odd, Februath."

Lyn's voice was quietly amused, but the sky dragon swiveled her head in alarm, not sure if her rider was displeased with her oddnes or happy about it. Without saying anything else though, Lyn rested her fears by resting her hand against the warm hide and tracing the patterns of markings on her back like stars. She wasn't talking about her personally then, just her hide. That didn't bother her nearly as much. Turning her head back, Februath relaxed into the water, eyes nearly closing with delight as Lyn's fingers rubbed easily at her neck.

Sometimes she wondered why they never played with others, but those wondering thoughts had stopped around the time that the dragon had realised that Hers did not play with anyone. She didn't laugh, she didn't cry, she didn't smile much and her frowns were just as rare. She'd become an expert at reading the unreadable expressions that came and went across Lyn's features, but she knew that others did not know her nearly as well as she, Februath did. They took her reserved nature and called it rude, they took her fear of getting hurt and called it cold. She didn't understand their comments, but she did understand that Hers didn't like them.

No, she didn't like them. Her entire life she'd been quiet, and over years of watching other people get hurt by friends and family, she'd made the decision not to get close. That was very, very different to not caring. If she didn't care, then she wouldn't have the loving, gentle dragon that she did. Februath at least had seen thatshe wanted someone to prove that getting close to people didn't hurt. She'd given her that reassurance, but Lyn couldn't bring herself to believe that she could achieve the same trust with people that she did of her dragon. Understandable, no? Ferbuath was her dragon, the other half of her mind, who understood her because they were her thoughts too. She wanted what Lyn did and loved her no matter what she wanted or did.

How could that possibly compare to the shallow, selfish relationships Lyn had seen with people? It couldn't and that was why she always bathed her dragon on her own.

[Jenth]

Erith stretched out in the sun with a huge yawn, a sleepy look still in his eyes. He had been sleeping in the grass by the feeding grounds since he ate that morning. The grass felt good, and this close to the penned herdbeasts the insects and pests had other things they proffered to bother rather then a sleeping dragon. The brown flexed out talon, leg, neck and wing before eying the lake, what other way more perfect to wake himself up then a swim?

From the moment he4 touched the lake's waters a tan and blue firelizard appeared. Despite their cousin being mu, much, MUCH bigger then they were they loved playing with the brown dragon. And there were few bigger. If the record was correct, Erith was the largest brown currently standing a head about most of his own as well as tans and the smaller bronzes. He was also fairly good looking if he thought so himself, a ruddy chocolate brown with near black splattering down his back.

Good day, Februath. You are looking very well, the water brings out the shine in your stars

[Missa]

Lyn looked up in surprise when the big brown joined them at the lake, her shock obvious as she immediately rested her hand on Februeth's neck, protectively almost. Not that it would matter either way, the brown seemed determined to join them, much to her disgust, but he wasn't talking to her so she quietly went back to washing Februeth's hide. The female herself however, would have blushed if dragons could, and twisted her head to look at her hide, surprise whirling in her eyes. She didn't know Erith well, aside from he was a very big and handsome brown. She didn't generally talk to others very much... But... He had spoken to her and complimented her.

So say something back, don't be rude. Not to mention Lyn herself was rude almost all the time. But that wasn't the point. Februeth looked back at her rider then back at the brown and nodded her head very slightly before thinking carefully about what she wanted to say. Her thoughtfullness had developed more from her rider's silence than her own personality, though she was quickly distracted by the flitters.
Oh Mine! Look at them! THey are so cute! Evidently, she hadn't grown out of her love for the little things, and Lyn shook her head very slightly.

Oh! Um, hello Erith! I'm sorry, I was distracted by the Fire Lizards. They are very cute. Thank you for the compliment, I think you look handsome in or out of the water

[Jenth]

Erith looked at the two motes of color, so dwarfed were they by the size of dragons. Aware that they were now the center of attention they settled down on the Browns back to preen. They knew Erith wouldn't be happy if they made a nusence of themselves, long had they tried and in turn failed to escape a scolding.

They are tan Azal and blue Bounce, they belong to my rider, K'nam

Erith was aware of a rider's presence before he could really see her, and she didn't seem to be happy with him. It confused him that she hadn't asked him to leave then, if she wished to be alone. Dragons rarely spoke to anyone but their riders, so he had to ask Februeth.

[Have i dont something wrong? You're rider doesn't seem to want me here so she can keep you're loveliness to herself