Zavien
"Isn't that what you said at the last one?" Zavien laughed, shifting the burden of gardening tools in his arms. When he'd agreed to help Lena, he hadn't expected to spend most of the time knee-deep in soil and lugging equipment around, but that didn't dampen his mood. Any time spent with her was enjoyable, and it was always nice seeing the Caretaker in her element. Even if he ended up sweaty and caked in dirt. He'd long since removed his outer shirt in preference of the tank top underneath, grateful for the Deepfrost breeze that cooled his brow and back.
Sol was similarly covered in a layer of dirt that dulled the sheen of his golden scales. Not that he minded. He was having way too much fun ripping up weeds and old roots. When Lena directed their attention to the next plot, the dragon dove forward without hesitation, teeth wrestling with a particularly thick stem. His determined growls were adorable, and Zavien smiled between his companion and girlfriend. "You don't have to tell him twice." Without paws of his own, the Dragoon had to make do with a trowel and brute strength. Grabbing a large weed nearby, he began to pull, green eyes narrowed and jaw clenched with serious effort, a battle against the aggressive plant.
Sol was similarly covered in a layer of dirt that dulled the sheen of his golden scales. Not that he minded. He was having way too much fun ripping up weeds and old roots. When Lena directed their attention to the next plot, the dragon dove forward without hesitation, teeth wrestling with a particularly thick stem. His determined growls were adorable, and Zavien smiled between his companion and girlfriend. "You don't have to tell him twice." Without paws of his own, the Dragoon had to make do with a trowel and brute strength. Grabbing a large weed nearby, he began to pull, green eyes narrowed and jaw clenched with serious effort, a battle against the aggressive plant.
Tis better to have loved and lost,
than never to have loved at all.
than never to have loved at all.
