Maeve
Seren was incredibly gentle as she handled Maeve's hands and that counted for something. Even with her inexperience the younger girl didn't cause the Madame any more discomfort than she was already feeling. "Be sure to pull any stray thorns from my palms. They could cause an infection if left behind." She instructed softly, eyes flicking between her hands and the small dragon in her lap, a smile curling on her lips as the heavy weight of Umbra's head settled on her knee. The dragon in her lap strained its neck out, sniffing at the larger dragon curiously until finally bumping his snout against Umbra's in greeting, releasing a sound that was something like a purr. Maeve hummed in consideration, head cocking to the side as she tried to sort that out herself, tentatively sending the question along the bond.
The dragon paused in its interaction with Umbra, looking up at Maeve with orange eyes that seemed to glow like dying embers in a fireplace, head tilting to the side. "I- I don't think he has one? How did Umbra tell you of his name?" She asked, shifting her attention back to her friend as she continued to focus on that newly formed attachment that tugged in her chest occasionally. There was a feeling of concern that teased at the edges of her subconsciousness and she knew it was coming from him, worry for his newly bonded trickling along that tether that held them together. "Aidoneus... Aidon for short. I read the name in a book. He was the king of the Underworld in another place far from here. It means the unseen one."
A soft huff pushed past her lips at Seren's question, "I'd come to the Artist's Sanctuary to have a portrait done and thought that perhaps I could do some exploring while I was here." Maeve started, holding still as Seren began to tenderly bandage up her hands. "I was mostly hoping to find some herbs and such to grow back in my garden at home. I've been doing research on the medicinal properties of plants. What are you doing here?"
The dragon paused in its interaction with Umbra, looking up at Maeve with orange eyes that seemed to glow like dying embers in a fireplace, head tilting to the side. "I- I don't think he has one? How did Umbra tell you of his name?" She asked, shifting her attention back to her friend as she continued to focus on that newly formed attachment that tugged in her chest occasionally. There was a feeling of concern that teased at the edges of her subconsciousness and she knew it was coming from him, worry for his newly bonded trickling along that tether that held them together. "Aidoneus... Aidon for short. I read the name in a book. He was the king of the Underworld in another place far from here. It means the unseen one."
A soft huff pushed past her lips at Seren's question, "I'd come to the Artist's Sanctuary to have a portrait done and thought that perhaps I could do some exploring while I was here." Maeve started, holding still as Seren began to tenderly bandage up her hands. "I was mostly hoping to find some herbs and such to grow back in my garden at home. I've been doing research on the medicinal properties of plants. What are you doing here?"
But I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush
I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush
