Maea
And I hope that you don't suffer
But take the pain
But take the pain
"Nope!" the ancient insisted gleefully, squeezing the dragon tighter. "I'm keeping her! She's mine now. Aren't you, girl? We'll be white wings together."
It was all in jest, of course. Nothing and no one would be able to get between two bonded companions, and Maea knew that. But it felt good to simply laugh and pretend, where she could say what she wanted and know it wouldn't be picked apart and read into. No need for apologies - and if there ever arose a need, she trusted that Tal would make her aware, plain and simple.
"Are you done with what you came here to do," she asked, looking up from the intense rubbing she was giving Boreal. "Want to go flying together? I think I'm warmed up enough to get back up there." She could even be target practice if the dragon wanted to practice her aim. Maea's feathers wouldn't burn no matter how much fire she was doused in.
It was all in jest, of course. Nothing and no one would be able to get between two bonded companions, and Maea knew that. But it felt good to simply laugh and pretend, where she could say what she wanted and know it wouldn't be picked apart and read into. No need for apologies - and if there ever arose a need, she trusted that Tal would make her aware, plain and simple.
"Are you done with what you came here to do," she asked, looking up from the intense rubbing she was giving Boreal. "Want to go flying together? I think I'm warmed up enough to get back up there." She could even be target practice if the dragon wanted to practice her aim. Maea's feathers wouldn't burn no matter how much fire she was doused in.
Hope if everybody runs
You choose to stay
You choose to stay
