Welcome to Gaia! ::

The beach was a place that pulled at Khamaith’s hearts like no other. Perhaps her start on the sands of Southern Boll had spoiled her after all, yet she was drawn to the waves against the sand, the smell of salt in the air. Her wings gently outstretched as she walked, catching the warm breezes with every stride. Though she could get herself off the ground now--not without some embarrassment--this time she conserved her energy. Besides, the waves couldn’t lick at her heels from the air. Her rider had settled a ways up the beach, to watch the waves from a distance.

But the dragon that had dove into the water had caught her by surprise, barking and backing up a tad in some effort to avoid being splashed (it almost worked!)--before peering curiously. Hello. A nice day for an afternoon at the beach, isn’t it? He seemed almost a touch familiar. Perhaps when they had spied Seirath in her own classes.

Head lilting to the side slightly, Khamaith took in Aleyath’s form before giving a soft, reassuring croon. She hadn’t meant to scare him… Or what she had assumed had been his reaction. But he was approaching out of the water, and she could only trot slightly to go meet him.

She was still growing, and had to cant her head up a bit to see him. Oh, it’s certainly okay. I don’t melt with water. Her voice is soft and sweet, the way a voice sounded while still rising from the depth of sleep -- yet it was constant, and the warmth of the sun felt so nice to take a nap in…

I’m still littler, so I can see where you might have missed me. But why would she be someone that should be seen? She was only one dragon, after all. It did pose the question of how big she would be, but who knows if she would grow to the size of her mama Susurinth. Only time would, anyway. I do swim! I so love the coast… Would it be alright if I joined you? The water looks so nice. Yet she hesitated, waiting. Certainly she could go to a different stretch of beach if her presence wasn’t wanted.