Fri Apr 12, 2024 3:27 pm
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Duncan blocked the sun with his hand , squinting at the arriving blue. He arouse from his position on the grass, hastily brushing pieces of grass that stuck to his trousers. “Pay attention Yipyth, we have company!” he softly uttered, patting the white’s belly , urging him up . Yipyth , however , did not move an inch , only replied with an unhelpful sneeze. Duncan laughed , a little uneasy and whispered “Maybe our friends bring food , Yipyth!” The dragon opened an eye lazily , and decided that for food , it was worth getting up. In his own time at least, he yawned widely and took his sweet time.
Meanwhile, Duncan turned his attention to Amaata he smiled , pleased his message had gotten through , and extended a hand to her “Hello! Yes I am, please excuse Yipyth he’s terribly lazy after a nap” he commented, standing up straight , ensuring he was as respectful as possible to the older pair. “Amaata and Kuroth right? Sorry if my message was out of the blue.” Duncan couldn’t help but notice how small Kuroth was! His mind was put a slight bit at ease .
Yipyth had finally plodded his huge self over, next to Duncan. He looked at Amaata, then at the big blue, then after thinking for a bit he said. Hello big friend, do you have food? . Yipyth proceeded to waddle over awkwardly to Kuroth , plopped himself down and started sniffing the blue enthusiastically. The weyrling chuckled a little , then while fiddling nervously with his thumbs behind his back he began to pour out his worries after ensuring the white was far enough for him not to hear the conversation . ”Well you see, I’m a little worried for Yipyth. He’s too big! For a white at least. I try not to let him eat too much but he’s always looking for food and when he isn’t, he’s sleeping!” his expression bore one of concern and worry. Duncan gazed over again at his partner , who was still busy but now was looking upon his new blue friend. ”Is this normal? I should do something to help him… but I don’t know what to do. I’ve always wanted to … be up in the air with a dragon and scorch thread. And if he can’t …” The boy stopped talking , not wanting to continue, looking up at Amaata with helpless , doe-like eyes.