Grinning, R'ven leads his green into the Perches. -- Igen Perches

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Date Posted: 01:41:52 12/24/01 Mon
Author: R'ven & ~Massath~
Subject: Grinning, R'ven leads his green into the Perches.

-You need a bath, Massath. You're covered with meat and blood!- He picks up a bucket of warm water and a brush and begins scrubbing at his dragon's hide.

~Sorry! I was hungry!~ Massath relaxes into the brush strokes. Her eyes whirl dark green, and she croons softly. ~Oh, that feels good, R'ven. That feels very good.~

-It's all right, my lovely dragonlady. You must have been hungry, with all the work of Hatching! Don't worry, I'll have you clean in no time. Could you please lift your tail?-

Massath complies happily. ~I like baths! You're certainly talkative. Not that I mind; It makes you just perfect.~

He smiles and starts scrubbing her neck. -Probably part of it is just being able to talk to someone! I'm good at communicating without a voice, but it's wonderful to have someone who can understand me perfectly. And it's even better when that someone is you, dragonlady!-

~Well, talk to me all you want. I don't mind.~ She turns her head to regard him quzzically. ~Why do you keep calling me 'dragonlady'?~

He gently lifts her head a bit to scrub the underside of her neck. -It seems to fit. You. You're a dragon, and you're also a perfect little lady. Do you mind?- he adds anxiously.

~No, I love it! Keep using it, please, R'ven. There, I'm clean, but now I itch.~ She looks at him imploringly.

-Then I'll oil you.- R'ven opens a jar of oil and starts smearing it on the gleaming emerald hide. When he's finished, he steps back and regards her with satisfaction. -There! You look wonderful. Are you tired?-

~No. Are we going to the Hatching Feast?~ Massath twitches her tail in anticipation.

-Yep. My sister Yima will be there; she promised she'd come.- He puts the oil and scrubbng tools away.

~Great! Let's go, then.~ Massath gently nudges her rider towards the exit.

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