Deeds will not be less valiant
because they are unpraised.
because they are unpraised.
Vale didn't have to try very hard to get Sol playing. He chased after the other dragon with bright exuberance, a trilling cry echoing over the field of snow as he spun and flew through the air. Sol veered towards Prim to include her in the fun.
Other than an amused glance, Zavien ignored his companion's energetic antics, focusing on Liam and his struggles. He offered another smile. "Well, it sounds like you're doing a good job so far, letting her take the lead and leaving it all up to her." Still, it wouldn't make the wait any easier, and patience could become draining after so long, so he nodded his head to Liam. "Let me know if you ever need to talk about it though. I can't imagine it will be easy." He would also be rooting for the man, hoping he one day had the reconnection he was dreaming of, and it would be nice to hear how things were progressing.
Accepting the clap on his shoulder, Zavien straightened, appearing to swell with the praise as much as the advice. "Thanks, Liam. I will." Loving them would be a given, but he took to heart the words about cherishing the moments, determined to enjoy the vibrancy their child brought into their lives.
The cold was a living thing, trying to creep deeper into his jacket despite the warmth of his smile. Grinning, he looked to Liam, a different kind of excitement beginning to gleam in his eyes. "Should we get started? Safrin tasked me with letting someone use my sword against me. Are you up for a temporary trade?"
Other than an amused glance, Zavien ignored his companion's energetic antics, focusing on Liam and his struggles. He offered another smile. "Well, it sounds like you're doing a good job so far, letting her take the lead and leaving it all up to her." Still, it wouldn't make the wait any easier, and patience could become draining after so long, so he nodded his head to Liam. "Let me know if you ever need to talk about it though. I can't imagine it will be easy." He would also be rooting for the man, hoping he one day had the reconnection he was dreaming of, and it would be nice to hear how things were progressing.
Accepting the clap on his shoulder, Zavien straightened, appearing to swell with the praise as much as the advice. "Thanks, Liam. I will." Loving them would be a given, but he took to heart the words about cherishing the moments, determined to enjoy the vibrancy their child brought into their lives.
The cold was a living thing, trying to creep deeper into his jacket despite the warmth of his smile. Grinning, he looked to Liam, a different kind of excitement beginning to gleam in his eyes. "Should we get started? Safrin tasked me with letting someone use my sword against me. Are you up for a temporary trade?"
Zavien
