"Well I sure ain't callin' Alys fat!" Tal shot back up at his buddy, clinging to his rope and looking, perhaps, just a teensy but green around the gills. His hollers subsided to dire mumbles under his breath as the rope swayed and he hitched another loop under his arms. Boreal spared him a wicked chortle at his discomfort but didn't stop playing with Pip - though she did keep one eye on him, for Alys's sake. Most of her attention was on the little noodle, however, who was much better at navigating between narrow branches than the burly tank of a companion.
Tal's mumbles dropped to silence as the Peregrine slid past a tree. It wasn't just the hull that was nearly scraped, but the man who was hanging beside it, and he sucked in his stomach and flattened himself as much as he was able while hanging from a rope against the side of his own ship. The trip didn't take long, but it felt like several hours to the courier before the Peregrine began a controlled descent into a clearing far away from the Void River Star that had started their retreat.
Boreal knew her business, even if she would rather play. Besides, she wouldn't leave Alys hanging! As the Peregrine came to a hovering halt the dragon returned to the ship to wrestle the ground anchor over the side, nudging it into a thick tangle of roots thicker than Koa's thighs as the boat steadied. Tal began untangling himself from the rope and let himself down, dropping the last few feet to land on stable - well, soggy - land, tottering slightly and reaching for Alys's shoulder for balance once she was close enough. "Y'did great!" he assured her, pulling her into a quick hug. "Good thinkin'!"
And then, to Koa: "Flower huntin'?"
Tal's mumbles dropped to silence as the Peregrine slid past a tree. It wasn't just the hull that was nearly scraped, but the man who was hanging beside it, and he sucked in his stomach and flattened himself as much as he was able while hanging from a rope against the side of his own ship. The trip didn't take long, but it felt like several hours to the courier before the Peregrine began a controlled descent into a clearing far away from the Void River Star that had started their retreat.
Boreal knew her business, even if she would rather play. Besides, she wouldn't leave Alys hanging! As the Peregrine came to a hovering halt the dragon returned to the ship to wrestle the ground anchor over the side, nudging it into a thick tangle of roots thicker than Koa's thighs as the boat steadied. Tal began untangling himself from the rope and let himself down, dropping the last few feet to land on stable - well, soggy - land, tottering slightly and reaching for Alys's shoulder for balance once she was close enough. "Y'did great!" he assured her, pulling her into a quick hug. "Good thinkin'!"
And then, to Koa: "Flower huntin'?"
