"That's it," Ronin praised his companion, grinning as he watched the delicate membranes of her wings catch the winter light. She seemed to get the hang of it well enough - instinct was a powerful motivation, it seemed - and at Ronin's encouragement the dragonling began to release her grip from the glove. A beat or two and she made it into the air, much to both of their delight, but distraction caught them in the form of a shrill sound of indignation.
Losing her concentration, Sugar overbalanced and tumbled out of the air - luckily, it was into Ronin's waiting arms. He cradled the dragonling like a baby, her wings folding around her and her silvery tail coiling about his forearm as she trilled her dismay. "Hey, don't put yourself down," he told her, grinning before lifting his gaze to locate the source of the interruption. He just about spotted it over the rise of a snowdrift, near enough blending into the white, Ronin tilting his head. Unsure if it was Attuned or some other creature entirely, he tried for a greeting first.
"Hello?" he called.
Losing her concentration, Sugar overbalanced and tumbled out of the air - luckily, it was into Ronin's waiting arms. He cradled the dragonling like a baby, her wings folding around her and her silvery tail coiling about his forearm as she trilled her dismay. "Hey, don't put yourself down," he told her, grinning before lifting his gaze to locate the source of the interruption. He just about spotted it over the rise of a snowdrift, near enough blending into the white, Ronin tilting his head. Unsure if it was Attuned or some other creature entirely, he tried for a greeting first.
"Hello?" he called.
