A quick stop -- The Perches

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Date Posted: 12:38:09 12/09/01 Sun
Author: Arkia & Midorith
Subject: A quick stop

Why're we here? The dragonette swings her head into the place with inquisitive chirps. Smiling, Arkia fetches the bathing suppiles.

"You need oiling before anything. Have to make you look nice, and it'll probably feel good. Asides, you're a mess!" She marvels at the water's warmth and sticks her hand in the pail to assure herself that it's clean and free of any sort of dirt. "Shut your eyes." She splashes the infant with the water, sluicing it across the green's dusty hide. The infant arches her neck happily, trilling at the treatment.

What next? She opens her opalescent eyes and shakes her head swiftly. The girl fetches a rag and proceeds to sheen the hide slowly, centering on itchy patches with infinite care and precision. I do like this. Can we go now, though?

Chuckling, the girl nods happily. "Oh, wait! I kept my other clothes in my pack...hang on a minute." Scrambling, she fishes in the pack she had carried with her, pulling her very rumpled and condensed clothes from them. "Until we get back to the barracks, I'll wear this." She ducks quickly into a storage room, discarding her damp and oil filled Candidate's robes for the travel clothing. Exiting, she finds Midorith waiting semi-patiently. C'mon! Let's go!

"Okay, okay." She grins and leads the way to the Hatching grounds, Midorith scampering easily besie her.

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