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Lessons had finished for the day, and that meant it was time to bathe and oil their young dragonets yet again. Haseya was in a blissful state of disbelief that Ahigath was part of her life, unable to do much but stare at the small green dragon that happily minced around her feet, playfully pretending to n** her as though to hurry her along. Come on, come on. You know I'm itching! "I think you're going to be itching for quite a while, love." Haseya murmured, but obligingly picked up her pace.

Soon, she was carefully scrubbing the brightly striped dragon down, and Ahigath was sprawled out in a near-euphoric stupor. It felt so good to have those itchy places finally reached! She crooned and warbled, rubbing her cheek against Haseya in an almost foolish display of utter affection. Ahigath didn't mind, though. It was worth it just to feel her bonded's love and disbelief grow all the more.

The older woman could only laugh softly to herself, pausing to kiss the little dragonet on the snout. Though Ahigath could never replace her loss, she had made Haseya whole.

The green perked up slightly when she was addressed, fixing an amused eye upon her golden sister as she approached. Well, of course! I've decided nothing feels quite so good as a bath when you're iiiiitchyyyyy. She leaned into Haseya's hands, grunting with appreciation as the woman carefully began to scrub at those delicate wings.

"Can you believe how fast they're growing?" Haseya mirrored Sorentia's thoughts with a warm smile, looking over Riamsoth with admiration. "Goodness, but look at her sparkle!"

Sparkling is nice, if that's your thing. Ahigath agreed breezily, but she was more interested in that rag that Sorentia was holding.