I am magnet for all kinds of deeper wonderment
A graceful nod accepted Melita's decision, even if the starchild perhaps was a little disappointed. "Alright," she said, "but you should definitely come to visit sometime. I think you might like it - especially the skyboats. I've been meaning to learn how to sail one - wouldn't that be interesting?" If this person liked ships on water, then ships in the sky must surely be just as good, if not better. The note about moster hunting had Seren perk up; "Monster hunting? Is it about that skeleton in Hak Etme? I think my dad is going there too... I wish I could come, too." There was a wistful sigh; once she grew stronger, Seren promised herself. Maybe when she had become a real Dragoon...
"Eh, there was a priest who caught me trying to peek over the gate. He got really upset about it, and I don't want to throw Mother's name around too much. Since she didn't send me there, you know?" Flaunting status where it wasn't needed would only render it less efficient when an emergency came up. But Seren sort of wished she had insisted, when Melita went on to describe Ludo. The mention of games and gifted weapons made her smile.
"It sounds lovely," she admitted. "I wonder if we would get along..." Pursing her lips, she tried to think of a reason to go visit the Herald of death, but came up empty.
While the girls chatted away, the dragon following in their wake had been settling down. As Seren's attention flagged, the Blue suddenly saw its chance; in a rush of speedy paws and whipping tail, he shot forward with course set for Fangorn. Driven by stubbornness and mischief, fully set on making the gourd roll and bounce away along the dunes.
"Eh, there was a priest who caught me trying to peek over the gate. He got really upset about it, and I don't want to throw Mother's name around too much. Since she didn't send me there, you know?" Flaunting status where it wasn't needed would only render it less efficient when an emergency came up. But Seren sort of wished she had insisted, when Melita went on to describe Ludo. The mention of games and gifted weapons made her smile.
"It sounds lovely," she admitted. "I wonder if we would get along..." Pursing her lips, she tried to think of a reason to go visit the Herald of death, but came up empty.
While the girls chatted away, the dragon following in their wake had been settling down. As Seren's attention flagged, the Blue suddenly saw its chance; in a rush of speedy paws and whipping tail, he shot forward with course set for Fangorn. Driven by stubbornness and mischief, fully set on making the gourd roll and bounce away along the dunes.
Seren
