The Arrival of the Petaled Pearlcatcher, Part 1
Minerva gently tapped Caspia's shoulder, causing the Imperial to snap out of her reverie regarding the South end of clan territory.
Madam, a moment, if you please. Minerva said, pointing a claw out towards a dancing light. I believe that whatever that is, it's coming towards us.
The light sparkled yellow, white, and shocking blue, diving and occasionally making lazy spirals. Upon studying the ever encroaching thing, Caspia could discern the source of her colleague's concern.
... Just Tico ...
Oh. Yes. I guess it could be. The Ridgeback murmured, embarrassed for disturbing her superior. I'll let you return to your own watch, then.
No. Looks important.
And so the two dragonesses waited as their Skydancer clanmate made his way, carefree but glimmering, to the guard post.
Greetings, fine guards. He said with a vague grin.
You could afford to turn your lights off before speaking, couldn't you? Minerva said testily, towering over Tico.
Oh, yes, I certainly could afford to. Would you like me to do that?
Please...!
With a slight nod, Tico's eyes ceased to shine, as did his claws and the spines down his back.
He must be doing this on purpose, ma'am. Minerva whispered in Caspia's keen ear, to be replied to with a low chuckle.
News?
Only of a strange brown Pearlcatcher approaching, my friend. He's a rather handsome specimen at that. Tico hummed, settling back on his haunches and picking at one of his feathers, continuing almost vicious eye contact with Caspia. Rather rare markings on hide and wings both, Shadow born, I figure, though I never stopped to ask.
Could he have seen you? Minerva inquired, having taken a greater interest in the Skydancer.
Certainly. He had eyes to see, after all. He paused, then twitched his head upright. Oh! You meant just now, didn't you...! I apologize. Yes, he could have seen me flying, I figure, he glanced up at me once or twice, though he never said anything, just something to himself about High Valley.
If you were close enough to hear him, could you-- I mean, would you tell us what his emotional intent was?
Too soon you forget my ethics, dear. Tico said in a small voice, smoothing out his scarf delicately. Not that an important miss such as you would need to remember. Emotional invasion and the followed manipulation I would not tolerate. He tapped the gray gem in the centre of his forehead, making it seem to spark to life before returning to its inert state. Interesting how we take other dragon's abilities for granted, don't you think? Tico's smile was easy and kind, though his eyes were near impossible to read. Something we should all consider.
Well. My apologies. Minerva said in a clipped tone. If Tico's tangent had effected her, it didn't show. I wonder if this Pearlcatcher could have been invited...
He couldn't be. Caspia mused in her sandy voice. I would have been informed. You too. Safety concerns, escorting tasks.
Not that he would need an escort. Tico said, taking wing. He's just about in the living quarters now.
The two large dragons whipped around and loped to the edge of the rock facing the main clan grounds, where the large shape of young Inigo seemed to be racing out of to inform them of the unexpected visitor.
Botheration, Tico...
Minerva glared at the gray Skydancer as he sped to meet Inigo. Caspia held out a warm paw and placed it on Minerva's armor.
We must stay at our posts. They can handle themselves.
The Ridgeback sighed.
Rather talkative today, aren't you, Madam...? Very well. Our honour would be ruined if we let a whole army into our dens, after all.
Minerva gently tapped Caspia's shoulder, causing the Imperial to snap out of her reverie regarding the South end of clan territory.
Madam, a moment, if you please. Minerva said, pointing a claw out towards a dancing light. I believe that whatever that is, it's coming towards us.The light sparkled yellow, white, and shocking blue, diving and occasionally making lazy spirals. Upon studying the ever encroaching thing, Caspia could discern the source of her colleague's concern.
... Just Tico ...Oh. Yes. I guess it could be. The Ridgeback murmured, embarrassed for disturbing her superior. I'll let you return to your own watch, then.No. Looks important.And so the two dragonesses waited as their Skydancer clanmate made his way, carefree but glimmering, to the guard post.
Greetings, fine guards. He said with a vague grin.You could afford to turn your lights off before speaking, couldn't you? Minerva said testily, towering over Tico.Oh, yes, I certainly could afford to. Would you like me to do that?Please...!With a slight nod, Tico's eyes ceased to shine, as did his claws and the spines down his back.
He must be doing this on purpose, ma'am. Minerva whispered in Caspia's keen ear, to be replied to with a low chuckle.News?Only of a strange brown Pearlcatcher approaching, my friend. He's a rather handsome specimen at that. Tico hummed, settling back on his haunches and picking at one of his feathers, continuing almost vicious eye contact with Caspia. Rather rare markings on hide and wings both, Shadow born, I figure, though I never stopped to ask.Could he have seen you? Minerva inquired, having taken a greater interest in the Skydancer.Certainly. He had eyes to see, after all. He paused, then twitched his head upright. Oh! You meant just now, didn't you...! I apologize. Yes, he could have seen me flying, I figure, he glanced up at me once or twice, though he never said anything, just something to himself about High Valley.If you were close enough to hear him, could you-- I mean, would you tell us what his emotional intent was?Too soon you forget my ethics, dear. Tico said in a small voice, smoothing out his scarf delicately. Not that an important miss such as you would need to remember. Emotional invasion and the followed manipulation I would not tolerate. He tapped the gray gem in the centre of his forehead, making it seem to spark to life before returning to its inert state. Interesting how we take other dragon's abilities for granted, don't you think? Tico's smile was easy and kind, though his eyes were near impossible to read. Something we should all consider.Well. My apologies. Minerva said in a clipped tone. If Tico's tangent had effected her, it didn't show. I wonder if this Pearlcatcher could have been invited...He couldn't be. Caspia mused in her sandy voice. I would have been informed. You too. Safety concerns, escorting tasks.Not that he would need an escort. Tico said, taking wing. He's just about in the living quarters now.The two large dragons whipped around and loped to the edge of the rock facing the main clan grounds, where the large shape of young Inigo seemed to be racing out of to inform them of the unexpected visitor.
Botheration, Tico...Minerva glared at the gray Skydancer as he sped to meet Inigo. Caspia held out a warm paw and placed it on Minerva's armor.
We must stay at our posts. They can handle themselves.The Ridgeback sighed.
Rather talkative today, aren't you, Madam...? Very well. Our honour would be ruined if we let a whole army into our dens, after all.
