Kagen Hunt [Sketchy]

[Sparrow]

Kora was distracted with somehow simultaneously catching her breath and calming her startled dragon- not as easy as it might seem, considering one was a physical and one a mental thing. She stepped clumsily back from T'ien, not feeling any need for him to be messing with her stomach, despite Nayarath's frantic, exaggerated reaction.

"I'm fine," she gasped, hunching her shoulders and folding her arms over her stomach. "His claws aren't that sharp that was just... not a tough fabric." Squeak's claws had caught on it just right, apparently. And now she had to go get him again. Or maybe Lilac could watch him, now that she was awake. That seemed like a better alternative.

Soot was up too, by now, since Nayarath had decided she had better leave her ledge and see for herself what was going on. She landed heavily and immediately turned her angry stare on Minalth. This was his fault, anway, and he was looking cocky about it.

Kora blushed a little herself, partly due to T'ien's reaction and partly because now Nayarath was getting unnecessarily angry about things. The only real problem here was that Kora needed a new shirt. And maybe that it was a bit of a walk to where she could get one.

[Sketchy]

Minalth wasn't taking the blame. It was obvious from his stance. He gave T'ien a look that informed him that it was obviously his own fault (and no one elses) that he had acted before thinking it through. Obviously if she needed help, she would have asked.

"Sorry," T'ien muttered, running a hand through his hair with his back still towards Kora. Well, that was going to be hard to live down. Thank the egg his brother wasn't here to see- because he'd really never live that down.

"Do you want my jacket?" He offered the plain work jacket to her, lifting it off his shoulders slightly in offering, back to her still. He didn't know if it was bad enough to need a spare shirt, or if she could make it back to the weyr as she was. Either way, it seemed like a good idea to offer- a small peace offering, for his earlier slip up.

... though he knew Minalth wouldn't let him forget the brief glance he'd gotten up her tattered shirt. It wasn't on purpose, he snapped irritably in Minalth's direction.

[Sparrow]

Nayarath glared at little longer at Minalth and then, considering Kora seemed to be alright, calmed down. She still wasn't happy with the Bronze, but her being irritable wasn't going to help her rider. Considering it was bothering Kora, it was really doing the opposite, not that Nayarath was about to admit that she was doing anything wrong either.

"It's alright, accidents happen." Kora smiled, a little uneasily, but she was doing what she could to make the best of the situation. It had been an accident, and T'ien, she assumed, had good intentions.

"I-" She hesitated. She could just ride Nayarath back up to their weyr, and it wasn't like anyone was very likely to see up her shirt past the bulk of the dragon, particularly when they were flying. But she would feel more comfortable with something there. "Yes."

She glanced back towards the rock Squeak had run to, where Lilac was now crouched, chattering to him. She could come back for him later; he had caused enough trouble for the moment.