Post by kevna on Jan 25, 2020 19:24:48 GMT -5
Ny'x - Blue Nimocith
Sitting astride Nimocith, watching as last preparations were made and others began mounting too, it hit her that she had done it. She had done what she had always meant to do. She had taken a chance and come out on top, literally. The brunette had a magnificent blue dragon to show off for her efforts. No longer just a healer, but a dragonrider. She smiled a little, and patted her dragon’s neck, excited to get back and possibly visit her parents. They would be so proud.
I cannot wait to meet them. Nimocith crooned, shifting under her with pleasure at the direction of her thoughts. 'Really? I thought getting out and meeting them would be… almost too much for you. You want to meet them?' Of course I do, they are important to you, and you love them, which means I will love them. Nimocith sounded more confident in this, and Ny’x hid her surprise and doubt behind a wave of gratitude for his willingness. She wondered briefly if when the time came to actually meet them he would be so willing.
She looked around and could see Joia at the front astride and ready the white dragon who would lead them all home. They were going in one jump, which made Ny’x a little nervous. Not that she doubted the woman and her dragon; but it seemed like a big risk.
We will be fine, Tellamuth knows the way. I have the image.
Ny’x accepted the image and focused on it, keeping it sharp in her mind for both her and the blue. She was ready when the medium to small sized blue took to the sky and tried not to stiffen as they went between. Even with her mind focused on their destination, the cold of between seemed unending. She took a breath of fresh air before even noticing their surroundings.
“We made it, Nimo! We are home.” It felt weird as she said it, because now home was where Nimo was, and he had never been to this present time. He had always been in the past. She was just grateful that this had worked. It looks like home, but feels much changed. There are many more now then before. She could feel how uncomfortable that made him.
“We got this.”
They flew behind a much larger brown, and she recognized him as Saruth and his rider V’than. Even from this distance she could appreciate how large and broad the young man was. They landed somewhat near the brown and his rider, and she dismounted. “We made it V’than!” She called and waved to him. “It feels strange though, don’t you think?” She smiled at him, trying not to seem too flirtatious.
tovaana