Zavien
Between random trainings and Dragoon business, Zavien found it hard to visit his girlfriend, but that didn't mean he stopped trying. Plus, Sol really liked the Celestine. He hopped through branches, taunting the healing creatures into the playful physical therapy that would ultimately help guide them back to full health (with Lena's prior approval). The little golden dragon made for a great target, and it was a good way for him to get out that extra energy without Zavien having to spend hours playing with him.
Just like any other day, Sol flapped chaotically into the mata mata exhibit, scattering the flock into a flurry of fleeing feathers and scales with loud chirps and aerial flips. Following behind, the Dragoon just shook his head, too amused to scold the infectious joy that pulsed down their bond. At least, that was until he spotted the young woman sitting off to the side. He froze in his tracks, making sure there was no one else he was missing before silently warning Sol to chill so he didn't scare off the poor visitor.
Smiling sheepishly, Zavien ran a hand through his hair while his companion glided down to land on his shoulder. "I'm sorry. We didn't mean to intrude." Despite the complete lack of remorse from Sol, he tilted his golden head curiously to inspect the new potential friend, tail swishing gently behind. Zavien tried to ignore him as he gave her a warm expression. "Are you here to meet with Lena?" That seemed to be the reason for most people's visits after all (in his extremely biased mind).
Just like any other day, Sol flapped chaotically into the mata mata exhibit, scattering the flock into a flurry of fleeing feathers and scales with loud chirps and aerial flips. Following behind, the Dragoon just shook his head, too amused to scold the infectious joy that pulsed down their bond. At least, that was until he spotted the young woman sitting off to the side. He froze in his tracks, making sure there was no one else he was missing before silently warning Sol to chill so he didn't scare off the poor visitor.
Smiling sheepishly, Zavien ran a hand through his hair while his companion glided down to land on his shoulder. "I'm sorry. We didn't mean to intrude." Despite the complete lack of remorse from Sol, he tilted his golden head curiously to inspect the new potential friend, tail swishing gently behind. Zavien tried to ignore him as he gave her a warm expression. "Are you here to meet with Lena?" That seemed to be the reason for most people's visits after all (in his extremely biased mind).
Keep your face to the sunshine,
And you cannot see a shadow.
And you cannot see a shadow.
