Z'var makes a courtly bow, spoiled as he goes tumbling from a draconic whack to his...erm...rear-end... -- Feeding Grounds

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Date Posted: 18:26:11 08/12/02 Mon
Author: Z'var and Branth
Subject: Z'var makes a courtly bow, spoiled as he goes tumbling from a draconic whack to his...erm...rear-end...
In reply to: Jeska and Herath 's message, "Grin" on 16:27:45 08/12/02 Mon

The redhead glares up at Branth, who shrugs, not quite able to hide the amused yellow tint to his lazily swirling oculi.

'It was an accident.' the bronze pauses, then adds 'I itch.'

Z'var peers at the spot indicated, the joint behind Branth's left wing, then smiles and turns to face Jes and Herath. "Branth has just informed me that he itches, and he's peeling behind one of his wings. My mother used to tell me stories about dragons, and she always said that new riders would take pains to properly oil their dragons. This must be why...if you'll meet me at the Barracks, I'll pick up some oil in the Lower Caverns and we can slather these monsters up...I'll bet Herath will itch soon too. Whaddaya say?"

Branth's eyes gain a reddish tinge of alarm and he tries to back away, stopping as Z'var shoots him a look. He sighs, breath flattening a few long stalks of grass, and wobbles back to stand near Herath.

'This is not good...he looks too happy with himself...' he mutters to the gold.

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Replies:

Nod -- Jeska & Herath, 16:44:31 08/13/02 Tue
- Z'var exits with a wave and a smile, tugging Branth by the tail to get him moving. (NT) -- Z'var & Branth, 17:34:50 08/13/02 Tue