Danger gleams like sunshine
The ice vanishes as quickly as it arrived, an impressive feat with nothing more than a glittery wave of her hand. His breaths come easier, muscles relaxing when his feet are back on solid ground. Tantrums avoided and slippery tragedies retreating, it makes the smile appear with little effort, letting his guard down as he watches the woman gush over Sol. If people didn't find the dragon fun or adorable, Zavien would be concerned, but she seems to be in the clear, captivated by the endearing companion.
Sol puffs his chest, tail wagging slowly as he makes his way closer to the miniature sun in their midst. His snout raises, sniffing in search of treats and eliciting a low chuckle from the Commander. Nodding his head, he says, "That's Sol. And I'm Zavien."
Then the smile falters, wondering if she actually intends to rip scales from the dragon. Sol doesn't seem nearly as concerned, rumbling and tilting his head curiously at the question. Still, Zavien shakes his head gently, obviously unsettled by the request. "Uuuh. I don't think he'd like that very much, but I can collect a few when he sheds?" He's done it a few times for his own items, although he doesn't know how many she intends to collect.
Sol puffs his chest, tail wagging slowly as he makes his way closer to the miniature sun in their midst. His snout raises, sniffing in search of treats and eliciting a low chuckle from the Commander. Nodding his head, he says, "That's Sol. And I'm Zavien."
Then the smile falters, wondering if she actually intends to rip scales from the dragon. Sol doesn't seem nearly as concerned, rumbling and tilting his head curiously at the question. Still, Zavien shakes his head gently, obviously unsettled by the request. "Uuuh. I don't think he'd like that very much, but I can collect a few when he sheds?" He's done it a few times for his own items, although he doesn't know how many she intends to collect.
Zavien
to a brave man's eyes.
