Z'var and Branth wander out into the sunlight, still bantering lightly... -- Feeding Grounds

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Date Posted: 11:22:11 08/08/02 Thu
Author: Z'var & Branth
Subject: Z'var and Branth wander out into the sunlight, still bantering lightly...

Z'var looks around at the frantically growing plantlife and wandering herdbeasts, then picks up a hunk of still-bloody meat from a nearby basket, thoughtfully laid out for the new 'riders and dragons.

Here ya go, Branth. The lanky youth tosses first one, then another, of the cuts of meat to the dragonling. The large, dark hued bronze reaches up and snatches each piece out of the air, crushing the meat with powerful jaws, before swallowing. After the fifth or sixth piece, Z'var calls a halt to the proceedings, chuckling at Branth's voracious eating habits. I don't know much about dragons, but I do know that you shouldn't overfeed any infant, no matter what species. he tells the bronze when he complains.

'Awww, c'mon, I'm still hungry! Pleeeeease?' The bronze tries his best to look starved and pitiful, but a very large belch sneaks out instead.

We're gonna have to work on your manners a bit there, Branth. And your lying. Anyone could tell that you're just plain greedy. Z'var tosses him another piece of meat anyway. And now I think it's time for a... The redhead trails off as he notices Branth, stretched out in the sun on a protruding rock, and snoring as loud as you please. ...nap. he finishes ruefully.

The boy shrugs sun-browned shoulders, and lies down next to the bronze, pillowing his head on feather-soft side. Soon enough he too is asleep, rider and dragon basking in the warmth...and snoring in unison.

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