Tsunake
Kleoth trumpeted with delight as they appeared exactly where they wanted, her massive wings beating as she gently lowered herself to the ground. Phryana freed herself from her straps, her teeth bared in a fierce, exultant grin before she composed herself. She couldn't be more satisfied, knowing their hard work had paid odd.off
Once Hers was safely dismounted, Kleoth immediately swung her head around to investigate her smaller sibling, sensing something amiss. I'm delighted to see that you and Yours returned safely. But are you alright? She all but radiated with concern and warmth alike, however, perhaps sensing her sweet sister's distress.
Once Hers was safely dismounted, Kleoth immediately swung her head around to investigate her smaller sibling, sensing something amiss. I'm delighted to see that you and Yours returned safely. But are you alright? She all but radiated with concern and warmth alike, however, perhaps sensing her sweet sister's distress.
Prism Shine
Safely on the ground, Nonami had dismounted on shaky legs. Hands clung tight to straps, nearly clinging as if the solid warmth reminder that they were there with Negoncath, that they were safe and warm and alive, would ease the trembling fear of such a close dance with death once more. Warm, alive. There's but a breath of cold air before Herb is winding her way into the collar of Nonami's riding jacket, trying to soothe her owner's distress.
At Kleoth's voice, Negoncath perked from where she'd been nosing her rider gently, her wing partially sheltering them away beneath a wing. As I am ever so delighted to see you and Yours safely home as well, kindest Kleoth. Looking resplendent in triumph from today's drills. The small green trilled softly, the warmest affection in her tone like sun-warmed honey. The wisps of affection curling but never quite overtaking the worry in her eyes. I am faring. We had.. a few scares. She pauses, as if considering her words. Never one to be vocal of her own woes, Negoncath tucked a wing -- and thus, her rider -- close to her side. Too many close calls, but much better to hesitate and check, hm?
Checking was better than dead, certainly.
At Kleoth's voice, Negoncath perked from where she'd been nosing her rider gently, her wing partially sheltering them away beneath a wing. As I am ever so delighted to see you and Yours safely home as well, kindest Kleoth. Looking resplendent in triumph from today's drills. The small green trilled softly, the warmest affection in her tone like sun-warmed honey. The wisps of affection curling but never quite overtaking the worry in her eyes. I am faring. We had.. a few scares. She pauses, as if considering her words. Never one to be vocal of her own woes, Negoncath tucked a wing -- and thus, her rider -- close to her side. Too many close calls, but much better to hesitate and check, hm?
Checking was better than dead, certainly.
Kleoth didn't hesitate to take long, elegant strides to hasten to Negoncath's side, her eyes whirling bright with yellow and orange streaks. She briefly nuzzled her sister before ducking her head to look at the small rider protected under a light green wing. Much better. She agreed, gently pressing her muzzle against Nonami's front while sending waves of warmth, reassurance, and love. That fear can be crippling, I know, but the pair of you rose above the challenge and succeeded.
Phryana didn't need much urging to slide from her beloved's neck, sweeping what hair had escaped from her carefully tied bun behind an ear. "Nonami?" Her voice was a harsh rasp, elevated from her concern. "Are you alright?"
They weren't dead, which was the most important thing.
Prism Shine
