Happy happy joy joy! Happy happy joy joy! *tail smack* Ow. -- Hatching Sands

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Date Posted: 15:46:59 05/24/05 Tue
Author: Y'shiro and Riath
Subject: Happy happy joy joy! Happy happy joy joy! *tail smack* Ow.
In reply to: D'van(Brath) 's message, "^Never^Here^Never^More" on 11:59:00 05/14/05 Sat

After his friend's abrupt departure, Yoshiro had stood completely still upon the sands, his hands balled into tense little fists on either side of his diminutive body. Shaking slightly, he fixes his gaze onto the ground in front of him, muttering a little mantra of sorts, or perhaps more of a desperate plea, over and over and over again. "Please don't eat me. Please don't eat me. Please don't eat me. Please don't..."

There is a slight crunch of sand in front of him and Yoshiro lifts his head -- then opens his eyes, only now realizing that in his constant repetition of fear they had shut. His gaze lock onto a pair of swirling blue ovals, reflecting both the light of sun and the inner glow of something far more wonderful than that of the distant golden globe. These eyes held his, though he had no urge to turn away. There was something warm growing inside him, something wonderful, something... reassuring. Riath had spoken to him, and Riath loved him. Someone loved him.

I am glad that you no longer think I am going to eat you, but I do need to eat something, Yoshi. There was a brief pause before the green continued, her soprano voice less energized by her natural thrill. Do you like Yoshi or Yoshiro? Or, of course, I can change it to something else like my siblings have.

"I.. I guess so?"

Very well. Y'shiro then.

Y'shiro, so newly titled, could only stand there in shock, tears of joy running down his face as he nodded his assent to his lifemate. Then his stomach rumbled, and he blinked the dampness away, hand settling on the viridian back of Riath.

"Food. Right. The... Bowl? Yes. The Bowl. I guess we can follow the others, Riath. It won't be too long if we can keep up."

The green dipped her damp glistening head once, and instinctively Y'shiro reached over to rub behind her eye ridges. Together, they exited the Sands. Y'shiro too enamored with his dragon even to recognize the complete dissapearance of the worry he had always carried with him his entire life.

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