Recovery and Recovering

[Draekath]

OOC| Juicy! Hah! Now to calculate out about when two months would be on that scale.. Betcha this is a biig bomb.

BIC| He smoothed her hair back, petting her absently as a sense of rightness filled him. It was strange, but there it was. He wasn't going to question it.

The light filtering through her ringlets set them ablaze, making him smile. She was something else, and her eyes were such a vibrant, piercing green he half thought she could spear him see straight through him. Maybe she could.

Are you going to stare at her all day long or kiss her? We have other things to do, you know. Recovering my namesake isn't the least of them, might I remind you.

A quick jab, petty but he couldn't help it, at the peace that had been settling over Pann. He was jealous, he knew, and had no patience for such humanoid tripe any way. He was a beast of the wild.. The most he would expect in the way of a tender moment would be a quick nuzzle over eggs yet to hatch.

Instinctively he knew that a sense of contentment, of belonging would come with having a mate for him and his kind. This all encompassing love that he felt blazing within his bonded... It scared the shit out of him.

Something that Pann was, regrettably, far too quick at realizing.

Peace, my friend. Body and mind will catch up soon enough. Take this time to reflect and, as you said, recover. There's no harm to be found in admiring what treasure has been found.

The dragonlet grunted, but subsided, sparing the great dragoness beside him a glance. She seemed to have none of his own reservations or malcontent - had, indeed, quipped a joke about losing beds. Maybe he should relax..

"Best thought you've had yet, Oültnê."

And just like that, he was named.

[StarShine]

OOC| Next time TELL me you replied, you great bumbling oaf... >,>

BIC| Shifra swung her head around to regard the small male laying next to her - now twice the size he was from when he hatched. He would be interesting to get to know; she'd have to make sure they found time away from their bondeds. She knew she'd be the same with or without Lissa, but getting the little one - little in body, at least, Oültnê - away from Pann was something she was curious to see. They were to be mated - or no, they were already considered mates. But she had pride, as any self-respecting dragoness would. It wouldn't happen that she would simply accept such a thing and give herself over to him once grown.. Even if she knew there was no fighting it, that as their bondeds had mated so they would as well.

This time, the soothing wave of warm peace came from Lissa - who sat up and looked over Pann's shoulder to the dragons curled on the giant mat in the middle of the floor. She could understand how her bonded felt, even if the dragoness herself had trouble articulating it. Nobody liked to feel as if their life, their existence, was beyond them, that they had no hold with which to control anything. There were some things that would always be beyond any living creature - but after watching Lissa search and need for the last several years, Shifra had a very strong respect for matters of the heart. Merely handing her heart over, even to one she knew would be a dragon that would prove a worthy mate even without bonded interference, felt too much like giving up control of her very life.

"Both of you need to be still, now. Relax. You're right, of course, we have much to speak of, but there's no harm to be done in merely living and enjoying what is, right now. You're letting your aggravations expand through the bonds to take on a human taint."

Stretching, she rested her head on Pann's arm without thinking about it, perfectly safe and content with him here. It was such an odd feeling she didn't recognize it at first... But yes, that's what it was.

"You both need to go out and follow the instincts that are trying to settle into place. Too many human connections are getting in the way of it. And don't argue it, I can feel it plain as anything, Shifra, and you know that."

Snorting, Shifra couldn't argue the claim. Yes, she had known that her own mate would be found with Lissa's. She had known that it wouldn't be an issue of courting, testing, playing. What made her feel like life was spinning beyond the grasp of her claws was that now, she was mated. Instinctively, when such nerves hit, she had a strong urge to lash out, to face off with the source of it. But Oültnê had a young body, as yet, and the hormones jetting through her system with the knowledge of having a mate were not going to settle any time soon.

She knew that the tumultuous hormones in her mate would be making things difficult for him as well, yet for the moment it was hard to find much sympathy when she was dealing with her own nervous energy. How these instincts would have her reacting in a purely free state of being would be to quite simply snarl, hunt and fight until her mate subdued her, most likely with just a little force, and the hormones settled as she prepared to lay their eggs.

With her bonded soothed - or at least, less tangled, Lissa looked back at Pann, absently brushing her fingers through his hair. They did have much to speak of, yet somehow it didn't feel as if it would intrude on this moment.. No matter what was said.

Had she ever been such a sap as this? If so, she couldn't recall it.

"We, on the other hand," she murmured, studying his face, "Do have to deal with a human's mess. I don't even know if you have a place to keep Oültnê as happy as you both deserve..."

The rest of the sentence hung in the air, unspoken: Or even a place for me, back home where you're from.