Tal's brow furrowed for a moment before understanding dawned. "Ooooh, right." He shrugged and finally gave up wrestling his dragon, who hadn't choked, and was feeling quite smug about getting away with her treat against her human's wishes. She grumbled good-naturedly as Maea slipped away to go back to her own fishing endeavors while Tal found himself having to squeeze out his now-damp clothes just as Maea had been doing.
"Hmm? Oh, had a delivery. There's an old hermit out there," he waved vaguely back the way he'd come from. "Grumpy ol' bastard, but his kids send him stuff now an' again I guess. I got hired t'do it this time, an' I was in th'area makin' some other deliveries in town so..." So the Seawright courier service had struck again!
Even if that courier service was currently rather wet around the edges and looking rather windblown and bedraggled.
He stumped over to a large rock to plop down on, letting the Leafchange sun warm and dry him while Boreal waded back into the water, this time with careful, stalking deliberation. A grin came over the courier's face as he sensed what his companion was up to. Only a Mer could maybe herd fish, but Boreal could spook them towards Maea when she suddenly lunged forward towards the darting, silver shapes so that they had to change direction or risk a mouthful of teeth!
"Anyways, how've y'been?"
"Hmm? Oh, had a delivery. There's an old hermit out there," he waved vaguely back the way he'd come from. "Grumpy ol' bastard, but his kids send him stuff now an' again I guess. I got hired t'do it this time, an' I was in th'area makin' some other deliveries in town so..." So the Seawright courier service had struck again!
Even if that courier service was currently rather wet around the edges and looking rather windblown and bedraggled.
He stumped over to a large rock to plop down on, letting the Leafchange sun warm and dry him while Boreal waded back into the water, this time with careful, stalking deliberation. A grin came over the courier's face as he sensed what his companion was up to. Only a Mer could maybe herd fish, but Boreal could spook them towards Maea when she suddenly lunged forward towards the darting, silver shapes so that they had to change direction or risk a mouthful of teeth!
"Anyways, how've y'been?"
