"Pretty much anythin' meaty," he called back as he approached, his lopsided grin quirking up at Boreal's usual antics. "Venison jerky's one o' her favorites, though. Or anythin' she sees people eatin'." The grass was always greener on the other plate, or something like that. "There's not much she won't eat, actually, includin' some plants." She'd kept trying to take a bite out of his Walking Palm, though he was pretty sure that was more because she thought it was a chew toy than food.
He caught up to them and knelt down to throw an arm around Boreal's neck and scrub the scales between her horns as she play-grumbled and lowered her head to lean into the scratches, food momentarily forgotten in the sudden attention. He missed Soh's initial hesitation, but her question brought his head back up with a flash of offended pride.
"'Course they are! I mean, they're god-blessed, for what it's worth." He took a breath, realizing belatedly that she was looking for reassurance that was a bit more, well... reassuring. "I've been 'prenticin' or flyin' the Peregrine for almost two years now, an' I've never come t'harm on a skyship. Sure, my girl is small, but she's never let me down. I'd put her up against any ship ten times her size!" The boasting was back, and joined by an agreeing snort from the dragon who wriggled out of his hold and trotted over to take a drink from the racing river nearby. "But we can stay low an' go slow, til you get used to it," he added belatedly.
He caught up to them and knelt down to throw an arm around Boreal's neck and scrub the scales between her horns as she play-grumbled and lowered her head to lean into the scratches, food momentarily forgotten in the sudden attention. He missed Soh's initial hesitation, but her question brought his head back up with a flash of offended pride.
"'Course they are! I mean, they're god-blessed, for what it's worth." He took a breath, realizing belatedly that she was looking for reassurance that was a bit more, well... reassuring. "I've been 'prenticin' or flyin' the Peregrine for almost two years now, an' I've never come t'harm on a skyship. Sure, my girl is small, but she's never let me down. I'd put her up against any ship ten times her size!" The boasting was back, and joined by an agreeing snort from the dragon who wriggled out of his hold and trotted over to take a drink from the racing river nearby. "But we can stay low an' go slow, til you get used to it," he added belatedly.
