Maeve
Unlike Umbra, Aidon was nowhere near as grumpy. He liked to play and frolic and chase. Only when there was a true threat to his bonded did the dragon become a terror. If Maeve was happy then he was happy. It was as simple as that. Right now, Maeve was happy and that meant that he could play. So play he did. Fangorn ducked beneath the table, but Aidon was quick to follow. It was just tall enough that he could manage it. With a warbling cry, claws scrabbled against tile and he slid through on the other side, trilling out a sound that was likely a laugh as he scrambled after the gourd.
"It was really scary at the time. I'd never been out of Torchline before and I didn't really know how to fight then." She admitted, lips pursing as they finally scrape the last of the honey into the jars, but she left the final jar open. Instead slipping around the table to pull a pan of buttery croissants from the oven, still warm from an earlier breakfast, but that isn't all the Madame finds. Croissants, fruit, cheese, and various other delights join the table and she doesn't hesitate to pull up two chairs for them to sit in. They worked hard and now they got to eat. "That definitely sounds more to my liking."
"It was really scary at the time. I'd never been out of Torchline before and I didn't really know how to fight then." She admitted, lips pursing as they finally scrape the last of the honey into the jars, but she left the final jar open. Instead slipping around the table to pull a pan of buttery croissants from the oven, still warm from an earlier breakfast, but that isn't all the Madame finds. Croissants, fruit, cheese, and various other delights join the table and she doesn't hesitate to pull up two chairs for them to sit in. They worked hard and now they got to eat. "That definitely sounds more to my liking."
Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere
Nothin' scares me anymore
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
Nothin' scares me anymore
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
