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Why do we have to wash it off? I like it. Teth sounded downright devestated as he waded out into the ocean, his head turned back to look at his lifemate who followed behind with a long handled brush. The young man had stripped down to just his pants, rolled up to his knees, and he'd pulled his hair back into a tight puff atop his head. Can't I just keep it? No one would ever notice.

F'ell shook his head and motioned for the dragon to go in deeper and get himself wet. We're up for flying Thread tomorrow and you know we have to look professional when we arrive to the wing. F'ell stopped when the water reached his knees and waved for Teth to keep going. If you do well tomorrow I promise I'll paint you from snout to tail.

Keep your promise!!! The brown gave a happy bugle as he dove out into deeper waters, his mental link showing his rider all the sights as he swam around. Several fish popped into view and Teth blew bubbles at them, sending them scattering away. Of course the action shortened just how much air he had in his lungs and the started back up tot he surface, poking his head just above the water like a shipfish.

......shards. F'ell winced as he heard someone approach, someone loud and friendly and clearly wanting to talk. F'ell was none of those things in any sort of shape or form, and he kept his back to the man as he tried to will his dragon to surface and splash them. Teth, for his part, was unsure why he'd want to do that. Splashing people was rude if they weren't playing along, and besides - he'd found a fish and was currently trying to catch it. With the massive brown beneath the waves and not wanting to be mean, it looked as though the rider was on his own.

Turning, so as the man could see he held a scrub brush and not a paint brush, he hoped it made something a little clear. "Not painting. Washing." They had drills tomorrow after all, and sometimes the leathers would rub on the paint poorly and Teth ran the risk of getting a blister or two on his hide. Plus his wingleader liked to complain about it and F'ell wasn't in the mood to listen to a lecture that he'd eventually tune out. It was the same song and dance again and again, and he just wanted to be with his dragon and not deal with people.

Almost as if summoned by F'ell's not-so-subtle sighs, Teth emerged from the deeps with a hearty wave. He held something in his jaws, something that wriggled and was quickly deposited down his gullet. I accidentally swallowed it, I want to show you. The brown sounded absolutely dejected, and his eyes whirled yellow for a brief moment before he spotted the man coming closer. Oh, I know this one!!! You are Eorawth's!!! Hello friend!!! Why are you here????

Oooh!!! Then where is Eorawth?? I don't see him! The brown looked around, all the while splashing water on his rider, who was unsuccessfully attempting to lure Teth closer to scrub him. It didn't matter that they had people here now who were attempting to talk, he had to get the last bits of paint off or else there'd be trouble on the morrow. And yes, yes!!! I have paint on me and Fe'llmine says we have to have it off or our leader will be mad and yell again, and he doesn't want to listen to a lecture.

Sometimes, Teth's loose lips made F'ell want to knock him out, but the dragon was in much deeper water and hitting him wasn't going to solve anything. The brown had the common sense of a child, he was technically within the age range of a human child, and being angry at him was a massive waste of time. Teth, stop talking and come here. The brownrider sent a nudge to his dragon, though he corrected it. Also, feel free to splash. This man needs sobered up, I can smell him from here.

Very pleased to be told he could splash, the brown dove down deep before making a turn and darting out of the water. He sent down the waterspout all over his rider and this newcomer, all the while bugling his happy emotions. Teth loved to play in the water and he loved when F'ell let him do what he wanted!

F'ell frowned at the request - it was quite a bit late to actually show off the painting he'd done. Teth's dives had rinsed off most of it, as had the rubbing against rocks along the sea floor, and all that remained were a few streaks here and there that certainly didn't resemble art of any kind. "No."

It sounded rude but F'ell didn't really care. He'd only come out here to wash off the paint and prevent a headache for tomorrow, not deal with one today caused by an intoxicated rider and a bronze dragon. A hand went up and pulled his hair free from its puff, the water weighing down the curls and making it seem longer than it actually was. Thankfully it was warm enough there was to be no chill in the air, but his pants were also soaked and he'd need to change them when he got back.

Eorawth!!! There you are, you were being sneaky!!! Teth cooed happily at the arrival and he certainly approved of the splashing as well. It was always the absolute best to be with someone who knew how to have fun since lately it seemed like most dragons were so serious. It never quite occurred to Teth to think maybe he was just entirely too childish for his supposed age, but then again F'ell had never gone out of his way to correct him. It seemed they were a pair who simply enabled one another too much. Did you come to play while yours talks to mine??? I would be very happy if we could play together!!

F'ell opened his mouth to protest, but his dragon continued on. I found some nice fish earlier but I swallowed it. I wanted to show everyone....