Post by kevna on Dec 13, 2022 2:18:00 GMT -5
Siorreya – Green Amagetith; Percotath - Kekoa
“No, I don’t suppose he’ll ever change.” She mused to Ceela's response with a smile, and why should he? Things were working out just fine for him. He was happy, he had a way of life and he stuck to it. Of course, now she was thinking of herself, because Podrell made her feel and act differently. Maybe that was his goal. To change her. To get her to completely upend her life, possibly get her dependent on him, before he swept a carpet under her feet and left for his next ambitious adventure. That was probably why he hadn’t impressed any dragonet. They could feel his intentions, he wasn’t actually interested in dragonriding. Though… He was stunningly good at making her feel as if he was interested in her… She would just play his game and show him how unflappable she was.
The dragons decided to help alleviate the pain in her lip, as she was worrying it with her teeth due to her thought process and began attempting to dance. She laughed, releasing her lip from her teeth, clapping as Percotath executed a not too terrible step hop. “Just like that, Percotath, the neck swiveling is my favorite.” She called on the tail end of Y’va’s encouragement. It looked so silly and adorable at once.
Oh? This looks good? Percotath swiveled his head in a circle, first in one direction, and then switched directions. It is also a good stretch for my neck. Does it show off my neck stripes well? Siorreya laughed, shaking her head. So like Kekoa it almost hurt. Well, Ama was very like her in many ways, wasn’t she?
Daphnerith attempted her own manuever, and Sio was caught between a gasp and laugh, but the green seemed to come to no harm, and she giggled along with Y’va. Her eyes followed Steleneth’s own attempts, and she gasped louder when Y’va fantasized about Sularenth dancing. “Shards, I think I’d literally die if she attempted such a feat, because I’d be laughing so hard, and she would flame me to char for my impertinence.” Siorreya snickered, though a slight shudder racked her body with the thought.
Steleneth twirled, and invited her siblings to join in, and Ceela was kind enough to remind the goldeen that Kek-K’oa had wished a clean dragon. Percotath straightened his neck, almost akin to a human stiffening. I don’t see how it could hurt, and it would be rude to deny my sister some fun. Besides, Steleneth looks untouched by her attempts. The blue performed a couple of twirls, though not with the same abandon as Steleneth had, careful not to fall, get too dizzy, or dirty. There, how did that look? I still look like my beauteous self, right?
Siorreya smiled, but… she was getting bored. They were cute, and this was fun, but she wanted to have fun too. She wanted to move, to get out any and all agitation from her body. She completed a couple of twirls of her own, feeling the green dress display her legs, and then she hopped from foot to foot, sort of like Percotath, flapping her own ‘wings’ and throwing her head back and closing her eyes. “How does my dragon dance look? Do I look draconic enough?” She laughed, then swiveled her neck, hopping and twirling so she was in the midst of the dragonets. She had to avoid their wings, which ended up being like a game, and she squealed in joy. Yes, this was good… for now.