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Post by Flame on Sept 21, 2011 22:42:54 GMT -8
Lilliana glanced up at the green dragon as she helped her three year old son off her. Mirrath huruffed softly, touching her's with her tail. The runners make you happy. Even if he doesn't. remember that I love you, and so does Ion. Together we can be happy. came her soft voice. Lilli nodded. She grabbed Ion's hand as he started to wonder off. He glared at her, and the little blue brown flit that he'd named Hero twittered softly. "your helpful love." she murmured. But the boy pulled at her hand.
"Momma? Runner there! Pretty! The gray one!" The little boy whined slightly. He'd been harder to handle since her fall out with I'zon. She'd made sure the man had seen his son, but she'd been cold. He'd left his posts moments after she'd left, and she'd lost almost all respect for him, except for the fact that her son loved him. That had been the summer. Now it was getting cold, winter like. She was dressed for the chill, as was her son. Both were wearing matching blue coats.
"Alright Ion. Here we go. Gray runner right over there." she said easily. This was one of those foals that Calian had bred to that beautiful stallion that she'd seen when Ion was yet to be born. She smiled as she held out her hand to the mare. The gray came up and nuzzed her hand then lowered her head to nuzzle her son's hair. Who giggled, though the flit hissed softly. The boy giggled, shushing his flit with a rather half sharp look. The flit went quiet. She wondered if he was empathic. He acted like it sometimes. She stood there, her hand petting the gray mare's neck. The big green curled up in the sun, enjoying the rare ray of sunlight.
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Post by Flame on Sept 22, 2011 0:24:43 GMT -8
Ion was the first to notice, and he grinned at Calian, but didn't say a word. Though the flit started to twitter a warning before he was shut up by the hand of his owner. Lilli didn't even notice as she continued to pat the gray. She looked so much like her father. Mirrath send a quick line of something to her. Love, or calmness. One of the two.
A voice told her it was both. She turned, just a little, so she could see him out of the corner of her eye. The whinny had given it away as well. "Kizo and Kelza. Pretty. Anything like their sire?" she asked. She had no idea how to act around him any more. She blamed herself, though she COULD blame I'zon. She took responsibility for the things she did. He was idiotic, but he couldn't ruin relationships that had nothing to do with him. Ion grinned. The flit was transfered to his fist.
"'Lian? Hero is pet! Can me see Liansk to show him Hero!? Please?" the last word was quieter and less excited. The boy's hand was still up, but his head was down a little. Lilly sighed. He kept doing that. She'd only just started telling him the mannars thing, and the last two days he'd gotten on her nerves, and she'd ended up snapping at him more than once. He was overly polite now.
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Post by Flame on Sept 22, 2011 1:04:15 GMT -8
She nodded. "Twins are only similar in their parents." she said with a shrug. She kept reminding herself that Ion wouldn't turn out like I'zon. He was half her to. Didn't always help. She knew that Roland liked the guy, as did Shannon. So she guessed he wasn't all bad. Maybe it was what he'd told her. She didn't know. She smiled at the excitment the boy showed as he did charge into the room to see Liansk, though he was more careful once he got inside and shut the door. He moved forward. "Liansk? I have pretty Hero! I misseded you." the little boy said as she came forward, his arm out. he couldn't really see, but he trusted that he wouldn't get to badly hurt. The flit twittered again, as they got clsoer to the brown wher.
Lilly outside sighed. "He's getting older. He's proud of that flit. Z'law gave it to him. Said it would give him some responsibility, and that it was good for boys to have resposibility. He loves that flit." she said softly, still petting the gray, who was currently trying to eat her hair, or something similar. Then the mare stopped and pulled back. She gave the runner a half glare. Though it didn't last long. "I came.... I'm not sure why i came." she continued to watch the mare, now eating. "I'm not with I'zon... He... proved inept, in some ways." she said finally. She could feel the tention, and it wasn't fair.
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Post by Flame on Oct 13, 2011 18:01:48 GMT -8
Lilion laughed. "Momma said that it was good for us to go away, but I didn't believe her." he said easily and sat down next to his wher friend, petting Hero, who hissed as the brown got close then relaxed as his explained that the wher wasn't a danger. "He's mine. Z'aw said i keep him and he is friend! I like friend. Friend is fun. Eats with me." he said softly petting the flit carefully.
The small brunet looked up at Calian. She sighed. "I was going to wait, but Z'law said he didn't know when Feris would clutch again. Or anyone for that matter. At least any other queen. There's been rumblings apparently. Everyone's worried since Mir was caught by someone outside of the weyr... Apparently the dragons are not sure they want to rise again, though Mir assures everyone that it's not dangerous." she sighed, not exactly comfortable. Life was not easy for her, though she tried to pretend that it was.
She leaned against the stall door, watching the gray mare as she mosed around, eating. She liked the mare. Her green eyes watched him. She felt rather alone. But hell she was used to it. "He thought of me as a prize. A thing. Not something I'm going to deal with. And he's. I'd rather not go there." she muttered angrily.
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