A green dragon lets her rider slip off and furls her wings, eyes whirling a tired shade of blue. -- Igen Perches

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Date Posted: 22:53:28 12/15/01 Sat
Author: T'yin and Viouth
Subject: A green dragon lets her rider slip off and furls her wings, eyes whirling a tired shade of blue.

"I am so sorry, Viouth..." mumbles the rider as he quickly removes the flying straps. "I knew we should've left before that storm... it's my fault we were grounded..." The anguish in the young boy's voice is plain, and the green stays silent, swaying on tired limbs. "Come on. Take a bath and I'll oil you, then you can sleep, and when you wake up you can hunt, okay?" No response. "Viouth? Come on." T'yin rests his hand nervously on his lifemate's foreleg, and numbly the green moves towards the water. He guides her in, icy blue eyes anxious, and scrubs her clean. The warm water seems to revive her a little, and the green stirs again. I itch. "I know, love, I know." After cleaning her, T'yin leads the green out of the water and massages oil into her hide, using twice the normal amount and making sure every drop is rubbing into the scratchy skin. "I am so sorry," he mumbles again, gaze downcast at his bad judgement. I'm tired. "Yes." Once finished, Viouth seemed to glow, and T'yin watches as she curls up drifts into sleep. The rider of 17 Turns scrubs his eyes, obviously having been crying lately. His stomach rumbles, his wherhide clothes are torn and dirty, and his almond-coloured hair is tangled, but the greenrider decides to stay by his dragon's side. Once she's fed and sleeping again, then, and only then, will he take care of himself. Swallowing hard, T'yin tries to forget the past months. Flying to the southern continent to look for fire lizard eggs, that typhoon... the storm continued for ages, not letting them even take off and go between... then he'd gotten so sick, and no one could take care of his dragon... The rider shakes his head wildly, pale and wide-eyed. "I can't keep remembering this... she's almost better," he says to himself plaintively, ignoring his own disheveled state. Trembling with exhaustion, he seats himself near his sleeping green, and watches her rib cage rise and fall with each deep breath.

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Viouth stirs sleepily, an ache in her belly preventing her from sleeping too long. -- T'yin and Viouth, 00:29:05 12/16/01 Sun