borrowing trouble [tagged taxx/codrath]

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Ceela :: [smear:#e4a603]Goldeen Steleneth[/smear:#9dcf8b:0]

“Okay, stay here, my lil’ goldeen. I'm just going to run and grab a mid-day meal.” Ceela’s hands brushed down the dragon’s smooth back, admiring the slight shimmer to it. “Not that you’re going anywhere with that belly.” She whispered with a smile, holding back her giggle, since she didn’t want to rouse the baby dragon as she was drifting asleep. Her voice was light and the little hatchling knew that her newly bonded hadn’t meant it as a command, but still, part of her reeled at being told what to do, but sleep took her before she had the chance to act on the feeling.

As soon as the hatchling was asleep, all Ceela wanted to do was curl up and sleep with her. Steleneth wasn’t exactly… cuddly, not with the way she wanted to explore. And seeing her sleep made her own eye lids feel heavy, but her stomach ached from the lack of a real meal. Turns out that it was hard to focus on eating when one is wondering what their dragon is getting into, or even worried if she was safe from others and their opinions. She sighed, her face a lopsided frown as she finally got up and quietly left the weyrling barracks.

Ceela hadn’t quite finished eating when she felt her dragon rouse. She tried to mentally ‘listen’ to her dragon, but she wasn’t very good at it. Steleneth had awoken and remembered quite vividly the last ‘command’ that had been given her. After a long cat-like stretch (as if it flatten her rounded belly), she started out of the weyrling barracks and out to the beach. ‘Steleneth, dearest, where are you going?’ Steleneth brightened at the contact of her human. [smear:#e4a603]See?[/smear:#9dcf8b:0] The dragon tugged on the bond to show her human the sand – the way it felt under her paws. [smear:#e4a603]Look at this shell![/smear:#9dcf8b:0] She nosed it over and there was something still inside. [smear:#e4a603]Oooo.[/smear:#9dcf8b:0] She started poking at it, but a dragon had spotted her, and vice versa. [smear:#e4a603]Amagetith![/smear:#9dcf8b:0] She called, knowing the green would entertain her. However, she was somewhat disappointed, because the green seemed more in a talkative mood, and nothing that seemed to interest her. So she wandered the beach trying to hop on little sea creatures and dig in the sand, with Amagetith trailing behind and filling Steleneth in on the gossip of the Weyr.

Ceela was shoveling the rest of her food, keeping tabs on her dragon… she wasn’t the type to worry, but she’d also never had such a responsibility before. Never had anything so dear to worry about. 

Meanwhile, the little goldeen was suffering through the gossip of the Weyr. Some was interesting, but mostly it was about dragons she didn’t know yet. Have you met my brother Codrath? He is a funny sort, always gathering all sorts of shiny new treasures. He hates it when we touch them, and it is so fun to tease him about it. He’s not very nice back. He doesn’t like to be teased. Oh, but his weyr, have you been there?

Steleneth looked up at the question, her curiosity piqued. [smear:#e4a603]No, I haven’t![/smear:#9dcf8b:0]

Amagetith beckoned Steleneth and she followed until they reached a path to a stairway that led to Codrath’s lair. No one who does not belong is allowed to go inside, or they get in big trouble. No one. Not even you. Can you believe it? I wonder what treasures he has in there. Steleneth didn’t respond even though she’d been emotionally triggered. Her green friend left her, telling her that she hadn’t told some other dragon something or another. Even before she was out of sight, the green gold dragon waddled up the pathway and into the Weyr.

A part inside Steleneth reeled again at the idea of someone telling her she could or couldn’t do something. No, not even some grumpy bronze could boss her around. Besides, she’d just take a look; there was no harm in that was there?

‘Stel… where are you adventuring to now?’ She was still getting to know her little lifemate, but it hadn’t been hard to pick up on her sensitivity to commands. [smear:#e4a603]I’m in a big stinky weyr! Oh, but look – would you look at this![/smear:#9dcf8b:0] The little legs waddled the dragon closer to the pile of… stuff. ‘Why… don’t I join you on the beach? Will you join me there?’ [smear:#e4a603]Why don’t you join me here![/smear:#9dcf8b:0] Ceela swallowed, her legs carrying her through the Weyr and toward the beach. ‘Well, that’s someone’s weyr. Did you ask before entering?’ [smear:#e4a603]No one was here to ask. Ooo, look at this one! Oh, Ceela – it’s like me![/smear:#9dcf8b:0] With her teeth she pulled a chain necklace with a green jewel on it. ‘Uhm… let’s maybe put that back. I'll be there soon, I'll find you a pretty shell!’ She felt her dragon's mind become still inside her mind, the dual nature coming out to fight, hyper-sensitive to the suggestion. [smear:#e4a603]I’m just going to borrow it, I’ll give it back.[/smear:#9dcf8b:0] Ceela all but smacked her head with her hand. Maybe if she could just find her she could help her understand that entering weyrs and… borrowing things wasn’t very kind.

The shimmery dual-colored creature dragged the necklace out of weyr and down the stairs and to the sand. [smear:#e4a603]Ohhh, look! It makes a cool trail in the sand![/smear:#9dcf8b:0] She walked backward in the sand, dragging the chain around so it made a snake like pattern in the damp sand. Ceela couldn’t help but giggle a little, she wondered if she had been like Steleneth when she had been younger.

OoC// Amagetith used with permission + Kev wrote her speech and stuff for me to go off of!

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L'rey :: Bronze Codrath

Bathing and oiling his massive dragon was a task that took L'rey a good part of the day. Even with the bronze being cooperative, there was just so much of him that needed to be soaped and scrubbed and oiled, from nose to tailforks. It was about the only time he wished for a smaller dragon. And after finishing that, L'rey was in need of a bath himself, worn out and filthy. At least that could be done quickly, and a nap after that was definitely ideal.

Which was the plan. Would be nice if plans worked out. The bronze, who had been following his rider back to the weyr, suddenly paused and dipped his nose to the ground, suspicion passing to L'rey. The young rider glanced over his shoulder, brows creased. "What's wrong?"

Someone's been here. I can smell them. It wasn't a scent he was familiar with, not that that said much; there were a lot of dragons at Mavros and he didn't really interact with any of them enough to know their scents. All he knew was it wasn't his scent, that it was a dragon, and they'd been in his weyr. His wings flared and his eyes whirled red, a low growl rumbling deep in his throat as he moved quickly toward his hoard, eyeing it warily and trying to spot if something was missing.

His favorite, the big skull of a bull herdbeast, was where he'd left it. The rest of his bones were tucked farther back. His treasures, assorted odds and ends he'd stolen or been gifted, were to the left of his wallow, ever so carefully nudged into a pile that he could look down on and admire. It seemed to be all there? Truth be told, it was hard to keep track of exactly what he had possession of. But the scent had ended here and he was becoming increasingly certain that some dragon had dared to not only enter his weyr, but also had the nerve to steal from him. Him!

"Codrath!" L'rey's shout went unanswered as the bronze whirled back around and stalked from the weyr, his eyes sweeping the bowl from one end to the other.

Who was in my weyr!? The question was a mental roar coupled with an audible snarl, claws scraping over the ground. Don't make me search for you! It will not end well, I promise it.

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Ceela :: [smear:#e4a603]Goldeen Steleneth[/smear:#9dcf8b:0]

The mental roar and snarl sent a thrill through Steleneth that vibrated through their mental connection. The dragon’s wide eyes looked up, she had dropped her toy in surprise, but she recovered and picked it up, quickly deducing that this was Codrath. Steleneth practically cackled in Ceela’s mind and it was a bit disturbing, though – she realized it was reminiscent of when inside the egg Steleneth had reveled momentarily on the trouble she had caused at the egg touching. [smear:#e4a603]Oh, he is funny! I think he’s my new favorite. He’s overacting a little, don't you think?[/smear:#9dcf8b:0]

Then Ceela ran into a wall. It wasn’t until she was sitting on her rump that she realized she had gotten distracted trying to ‘see’ through her dragon to what was going on, not paying attention to where she was physically. She rubbed her forehead, where she was certainly doomed to sport a bruise. “Shards. Ow.” She brushed herself off, half aware of her dragon confronting the angry bronze.

[smear:#e4a603]It was me, brother Codrath![/smear:#9dcf8b:0] She ran around in a circle to get his attention, dragging the chained pendant alone with her. [smear:#e4a603]Your stash of treasure is beautiful, I was only looking… well, I was looking at first.[/smear:#9dcf8b:0] She paused her racing and looked up, [smear:#e4a603]And I won’t make you search for me, unless you wanted to play hide and seek. Do you? Want to play hide and seek, I mean?[/smear:#9dcf8b:0]

“Shells, shells, shells…” Ceela was muttering, the last thing she remembered was seeing the impressively large bronze looking out at with whirling red eyes. ‘Just don’t antagonize him, Stel! I’ll be there soon!’ [smear:#e4a603]I can antagonize whoever I want! ....but I am not antagonizing him! I'm asking if he wants to play![/smear:#9dcf8b:0] The dragon huffed indignantly. The tunnel was lightening up ahead, a sign she was getting closer to the beach. She’d never felt panic like this – never really felt truly afraid. The dragon wouldn’t hurt Stel, right? But it hadn’t been so long ago Steleneth’s mother had been part of the end of another dragon. It was not a comforting thought, and she was glad that her little goldeen was distracted and not paying attention to her panicking thoughts.

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L'rey :: Bronze Codrath

Head high, the bronze scanned for the trespasser, tail lashing and one front foot raking at the sand. The reply to his demand turned his head in the direction of the young dragon, red gaze pinning on the gold and green form leaping back and forth with the silver chain glittering in the sun. [smear:#e4a603]Your stash of treasure is beautiful![/smear:#9dcf8b:0] she trilled, and the bronze growled deeply, sensing the taunt in her words.

L'rey had just caught up, taking breath to call Codrath's name again when the bronze moved, toward where Steleneth stood with the stolen trinket. His call went unanswered and he had to jog to keep up with his bronze's stride, eyeing the gold-green hatchling with exasperation. This was probably amusing to her, unaware of Codrath's quick temper, but he was still dirty and sweaty and would much rather be bathing, not dealing with this. Maybe he could end it quickly, at least, and pacify the bronze so he could go get clean and relax.

Play? Did she honestly think he would have anything to do with her? She'd taken what was his and all he wanted at this point was to get it back and teach her that his weyr was off limits to pests like her. Even her gold side, even as it appealed to him as a bronze, was tempered by his annoyance at the green of her. It had to be the part that led to this; what gold would be so poorly behaved? And it was the green side of her he leaned on as he stopped, head bent toward her and his gaze red, eyes whirling rapidly as he commanded, Give what is mine back to me.

"Please?" L'rey added as he caught up again, glancing between Codrath and Steleneth, hoping to resolve this, and quickly. 

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Ceela :: [smear:#e4a603]Goldeen Steleneth[/smear:#9dcf8b:0]

The little hatchling watched the bronze with anticipation, what fun they could have! But her ideas of fun were ruined by the shiver of compulsion ran through her, making the green part of her want to obey, but in the end, it washed away like water. She puffed out her chest, holding her head defiantly high. The ‘please’ of the bronze’s rider had faded into the background while she glared up at the bigger dragon…. The lot bigger dragon.

[smear:#e4a603]I want to play! Play with me![/smear:#9dcf8b:0] He couldn’t command her, she probably couldn’t command him, but she could get him to play with her, she was determined. With the jewelry in tow she twisted and ran toward the ocean, her claws creating pinpricks in the sand as she went. She was also aware of her rider running toward her. [smear:#e4a603]Good, you can play too! Let’s go swimming! Oh, isn’t there a game, where you throw a shell into the water, then someone retrieves it? Let’s play that game![/smear:#9dcf8b:0] ‘Stel, I don’t think he wants to play, I could love to play a game with you, though.’ As Ceela was suddenly aware that they hadn't gone swimming together before. [smear:#e4a603]But I want to play with him![/smear:#9dcf8b:0] But there was also defiance in the tone, and Ceela could feel almost an anger vibrating through her dragon, reminiscent of when Ceela told her dragon what to do, but far stronger.

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