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Posted: Sat Jul 31, 2021 12:49 pm
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Sorentia and Riamsoth weren't the only two in need of a bath this day. Not long after Sorentia had begun scrubbing down her golden beast, so followed Tylefisan and his large green. Exiloth's eyes whirled a purple-blue as she gave a little trumpet of greeting to her sister. Riamsoth, darling, how are you today? You look gorgeous already--I'm sure once you've been well scrubbed, you'll be absolutely radiant! The green was never very short on compliments, and changed her course so she would have her closer to her clutchmate.
Surely, Riamsoth wouldn't mind.
Ty'len wasn't far behind, laden with buckets of oil, various brushes, and a few towels. Much as he would have preferred a more relaxing day at the beach, he would never deny Exiloth care; oiling and bathing were hardly work when one's lifemate was involved. "Sorentia," he greeted as he dropped off his things near the shore, and picked up a large brush. He looked up at Riamsoth and whistled. "I'm never more grateful to only have a green to scrub than when I'm standing next to a gold." His smile was warm, and he certainly meant no offense to either of them--but gold dragons were huge in comparison to Exiloth. And she was big for a green!
"How'd your drills go?" He asked, curious. At this stage in the game, queen riders rarely joined the fighting dragons in their drills. The two groups were separate for good reason--but he did always wonder what the gold riders were taught.
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