“I think it depends on the dragon.” Ok’lin shrugged, “I mean they are a bit like humans,some are gossips and some just don’t like talking to others. Zingi has never talked just for the

When her cousin returned, Ishkana looked at the things in her hands. Seeing the oil she chuckled. "Did you spill any?" she asked. If Jerronila had, they'd have to track down the spillage and clean it

“You didn’t get searched by a dragon and flown here?” Kenzia asked thenlaughed at herself, “I mean I didn’t, I was at a gather.” She rolled her eyesas she said it, “I can’t believe

Ishkana smiled and nodded, fetching a small piece of hide and something to write with. "Here you go," she said, offering them to Ysolde. "I get focused like that sometimes too. Writing it down does

"It's OK, I don't catch things often." Ishkana was pretty healthy in general. "I get a bit tired sometimes, but I don't think it's anything..." She studied her hands rather than look the healer in the

"Oh I prefer to sleep after a large meal," T'od commented with a grin, "So if we have Fall in the afternoon I skip lunch and don't eat until we're back. And of course Awsonth gets scrubbed before I

T'od snorted with amusement. "Yeah, I know exactly how it is, with the bronze always right..." He winked at Ok'lin, which of course Awsonth wouldn't be able to detect. "They sure are opinionated!"

That was something to think on. He'd made friends here... or had he known them at Ista? Ishkana wasn't sure. "An aunt?" she queried; this was proving to be an interesting conversation. And was she

"Not yet," Jerronila said from behind a big candidate. "Hi, I'm Jerronila." She said after shuffling into view.

You call that a wave? Awsonth drawled as Stakarth made a small one. He checked that T'od wasn't paying him any attention before raising himself up, ready to flop down in the water. T'od grinned at

Jerronila headed to the storerooms at a run, and was lucky enough to get a staffer who understood about her type of hair. Supplies in hand, she headed back, slower so that she didn't drop the oil.

"That's a good name," he said with a crooked grin for the flit, oblivious to any subtle-or-not nod to existing, old bronze dragons. Then, focusing on the fire lizard's owner again - he ticked his head

Ishi's gaze went to Cremsden then she turned to the young boy and smiled, "It's a pleasure to meet you Tareg," she wanted to roll her eyes at Cremsden but she was professional so she didn't. Instead

Alyx, gave him a small smile, again, but didn't press the issue, instead slipping out and off to her walk. -- Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen,

That was something that she could talk about. Ardy was a safe place right now. She rubbed her cheek against him, and coaxed him out from under her rampant black curls. Ardy hesitated a moment, then

"Oh yes, I think they know how to as soon as they're born - I just don't think they can necessarily control it straight away. Like dragons." It was an assumption more than anything, but in her mind

"Not a clue!" Ysolde replied cheerily, "And it's a pleasure to meet you too." She was very much looking forward to this now that the uncertainty of company had been brushed aside. Adjusting the almost

They were all very reasonable suggestions and Ysolde looked like she was paying attention. "Could I have a scrap of parchment? Just to write some of this down." She smiled sheepishly, "Hopefully it

Cremsden grinned. "Sometimes. But more to the point, if you're applying a lot of it there's a risk that *any* protective coating on your hands is going to wear off. And the first you're likely to know

Fabio noticed the dejected looking flit near him, and walked over, extending a wing over the smaller one in sympathy, and giving the carcass another dirty look. Then with an encouraging croon he