Some people crash two or three times
And then learn from their mistakes
And then learn from their mistakes
The ursur's positive response has Koa grinning anew, delight brimming in him as the little bear puts its paws upon his callused hand. "Awww, there ya go," he croons, as Pip slithers further down the outstretched arm. Digging into his pocket with his other hand, Koa produces two lengths of jerky. Pipsqueak snatches the first one up, scrambling off the young dragoon to monch happily at the meat. The other he offers to Sascha. "Can't say I know much about what ursurs eat, but it couldn't be much different from dragons, right?"
Turning back to Alys, Koa's smile turns chagrined. "Would you mind?" he asks, expression pathetically puppydogish as he looks between the Seer and his wreck. "I mean... we're fine just watching, honestly. Maybe Pip can learn a thing or two about aerodynamics." The dragon stops her munching long enough to blow an indignant puff of smoke his way, before getting back into the jerky.
Having accepted his kiteless fate, Koa leans back into the soft grass, his elbows tucked beneath him. "I'm Koa, by the way. Hey, you wouldn't happen to have seen any moss growin' around here, would you?"
Turning back to Alys, Koa's smile turns chagrined. "Would you mind?" he asks, expression pathetically puppydogish as he looks between the Seer and his wreck. "I mean... we're fine just watching, honestly. Maybe Pip can learn a thing or two about aerodynamics." The dragon stops her munching long enough to blow an indignant puff of smoke his way, before getting back into the jerky.
Having accepted his kiteless fate, Koa leans back into the soft grass, his elbows tucked beneath him. "I'm Koa, by the way. Hey, you wouldn't happen to have seen any moss growin' around here, would you?"
Koa Carpenter
But we are the ones who don't slow down at all
And there's nobody there to catch us when we fall
And there's nobody there to catch us when we fall
