Post by Zara on Dec 22, 2011 0:52:04 GMT -5
She should know better than to come out to the grasslands. She could have gotten another rider killed and could have been killed herself. But... she couldn't help it... She was out here in the moonlight tonight, though listening carefully with Iz and her three flitters on gaurd. Iz could fly now with her... so that was helpful with staying safe. She looked at her dragon again and twirled on the grass, feeling the cool air on her face. She only hoped that there wouldn't be any more of those wild cats out there. She bit her lip but turned on the grass again. It felt so nice... Though she was just wearing a skirt and a tunic again. Her feet were in thin sandals. The spring air was not too cold. Thankfully.
Thormyth.... mine is in the Grasslands if yours would like to see her.... And I wouldn't mind see you on such strong garnet wings again... Her croon was dark, seductive, and to most... would almost be bone-chilling.
Iirla hardly noticed as she turned again, feeling her hair flying out behind her like a banner as she spun. A dark almost black banner. It was already dark. Her eyes sparked in the eye. Her dark eyes looked over to Iz who looked out over the grasslands, listening very carefully.
Iirla bit her lip and spun again laughing rather happily. It was good just to get out and have fun. Like a child again. Like... she wished she could have when she was younger. She looked at Iz. She seemed to be enjoying herself despite how watchful she was being. There were rustles and movement, which Iirla didn't notice... but nothing... dangerous thus far.
Wherries were nothing... but this late... there could be a wild wher or two on teh hunt... and that was something that they would have to worry about.
Thormyth.... mine is in the Grasslands if yours would like to see her.... And I wouldn't mind see you on such strong garnet wings again... Her croon was dark, seductive, and to most... would almost be bone-chilling.
Iirla hardly noticed as she turned again, feeling her hair flying out behind her like a banner as she spun. A dark almost black banner. It was already dark. Her eyes sparked in the eye. Her dark eyes looked over to Iz who looked out over the grasslands, listening very carefully.
Iirla bit her lip and spun again laughing rather happily. It was good just to get out and have fun. Like a child again. Like... she wished she could have when she was younger. She looked at Iz. She seemed to be enjoying herself despite how watchful she was being. There were rustles and movement, which Iirla didn't notice... but nothing... dangerous thus far.
Wherries were nothing... but this late... there could be a wild wher or two on teh hunt... and that was something that they would have to worry about.