Zavien
Zavien nods his head at the information, immediately regretting the decision when the bridge shifts beneath his feet, sending the world careening with nauseating force. He sucks in a breath, his fingers returning to their white-knuckle force as he lets out a nervous laugh. "Oh yeah. The Festival's a fun time. Lots of good food and music. Although hopefully we can wake Ghilio in time." Realizing that he's talking half to himself, he asks, "How did you plan to try and wake him? Did your unit have any suggestions?" Despite the fact that he hasn't gotten a full look at the man, he gets the sense that he's young, and having spent much of his life with the Dragoons, Zavien knows what it's like to be placed on a difficult task just to mess with him.
Unaware of the trauma being relived behind him, Zavien focuses on the familiar face that tilts in front of him. A sappy smile spreads across his lips, pure and bright. "It was one of the happiest days of my life." Falling close behind the day his daughter was born. Bonding with Sol had been a literal dream come true, a child's hope come to life after years of being alone. He'd survived every dark day after thanks to the love and support of his companion - even death.
The quiet comment reaches Zavien, concentration and confusion narrowing his eyes as he steps. Between clenched teeth and shaking breath, he focuses on reassuring someone else rather than the fear coursing through his veins. "Some are. Just like some people are dangerous." But just as all people aren't dangerous, not all dragons are, and he smiles through another trembling step to say, "But the only threat Sol poses is to shoes and snacks." As if to confirm his comment, Sol puffs his chest, gold tail wagging behind him as he throws the stranger a lopsided grin that shows off his lolling pink tongue and tiny teeth that are best suited for smiles than bites. Zavien might as well have named him 'Derpy.'
Unaware of the trauma being relived behind him, Zavien focuses on the familiar face that tilts in front of him. A sappy smile spreads across his lips, pure and bright. "It was one of the happiest days of my life." Falling close behind the day his daughter was born. Bonding with Sol had been a literal dream come true, a child's hope come to life after years of being alone. He'd survived every dark day after thanks to the love and support of his companion - even death.
The quiet comment reaches Zavien, concentration and confusion narrowing his eyes as he steps. Between clenched teeth and shaking breath, he focuses on reassuring someone else rather than the fear coursing through his veins. "Some are. Just like some people are dangerous." But just as all people aren't dangerous, not all dragons are, and he smiles through another trembling step to say, "But the only threat Sol poses is to shoes and snacks." As if to confirm his comment, Sol puffs his chest, gold tail wagging behind him as he throws the stranger a lopsided grin that shows off his lolling pink tongue and tiny teeth that are best suited for smiles than bites. Zavien might as well have named him 'Derpy.'
The secret of happiness is freedom,
the secret of freedom is courage.
the secret of freedom is courage.
