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Opal had been anticipating maybe Tima would move closer, or tilt her head and stare at him, or even back off if she wasn't having it. But instead she set her entire tail in his hand. He stared in awe for a few moments, his mouth hanging open. He wasn't sure why, but it felt like a monumental offer of trust, and he was determined not to break it.
"Th - thank you," he said gently. He carefully tied on the pen tip to her tail, and then smiled. "Is that okay? If you don't like it, I can take it off," he offered at once.
She really was an intelligent dragon. He had to wonder where she'd come from, whether she used to have a flock, or what had led her to him. Maybe eventually he could ask her, if she did learn to write.
Soot carefully angled his wings at just the slightest nudge from Nel. They hadn't flown together long, but his rider was easy to understand, and very gentle. Soot was sure they'd be flying as if they were one very soon.
Chaital spotted the group of dragons below at the same time as Soot. Her eyes glittered, and she stretched out her neck and let out a reverberating greeting call that pleasantly bounced through the air. Her flock was resting in the field nearby.
All at once, there was a flurry of glittering scales, excited chirps and squawks, and the flutter of wings as the flock rose to greet her.
Noah gasped and forgot to focus on his core muscles when several of the dragons flew right at his eye level. A few others darted and twirled between the larger dragons. One, a sparkling garnet red dragon, landed briefly on Infernus' shoulders to sniff Lily with curious eyes.
"Th - thank you," he said gently. He carefully tied on the pen tip to her tail, and then smiled. "Is that okay? If you don't like it, I can take it off," he offered at once.
She really was an intelligent dragon. He had to wonder where she'd come from, whether she used to have a flock, or what had led her to him. Maybe eventually he could ask her, if she did learn to write.
Soot carefully angled his wings at just the slightest nudge from Nel. They hadn't flown together long, but his rider was easy to understand, and very gentle. Soot was sure they'd be flying as if they were one very soon.
Chaital spotted the group of dragons below at the same time as Soot. Her eyes glittered, and she stretched out her neck and let out a reverberating greeting call that pleasantly bounced through the air. Her flock was resting in the field nearby.
All at once, there was a flurry of glittering scales, excited chirps and squawks, and the flutter of wings as the flock rose to greet her.
Noah gasped and forgot to focus on his core muscles when several of the dragons flew right at his eye level. A few others darted and twirled between the larger dragons. One, a sparkling garnet red dragon, landed briefly on Infernus' shoulders to sniff Lily with curious eyes.
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