Post by Dragonwher on Oct 28, 2013 0:36:29 GMT -5
It might not have been terribly long since the doublehatching Randiel had Stood at. But it felt like an age had passed to the older boy; who was still dealing with being a Wherling. One who was bonded to the very beast that had; for all intents and purposes, looked like he was trying to remove Randiel's heart when he Chose him. Not long after dwelling on that thought, the sleep-muddled voice of his partner slithered through his mind. Rask, far from apologetic about his hijinks simply stated If Rask wanted to; but didn't.
This would incur an eyeroll from Randiel "well then, th' shards did you tear into me for if you weren't trying to kill me?". Rask, with the wher approximation of a shrug; rumbled Rask not know. Then, in spite of Randiel clearly feeling the 'buzz' of Rask's wakeful mind; the brown lump seemed like he was trying to look asleep. Deciding to leave his wher be and hope he fell asleep for real again; Randiel fed his flitpair and Majere carefully. Some of the healers were probably still worried for him but Randiel had been insistent that he leave so someone sorely in need of healing could get help.
Though if anyone looking for him hadn't thought he'd leave the infirmary to go to the Barracks they might be a lil confused. But would be able to get help from the healers he'd last spoken to if not his Wherlingmaster. Not that the potential for guests was on the males mind, he was trying to zone out after feeding his pets.
Majere had taken Rask and his attitude in stride, though he was still flummoxed as to why Randi didn't want him to magic the wher into a good boy. Aela and Farkas on the other hand were still only calm and happiest when Rask was not moving or showed sign of being awake and hungry. After Randi managed to oil the flit pair they'd immediately perched up where Randi had them sleep after Greedo tried to steal Farkas. So at least they were out of the way if someone came calling.
This would incur an eyeroll from Randiel "well then, th' shards did you tear into me for if you weren't trying to kill me?". Rask, with the wher approximation of a shrug; rumbled Rask not know. Then, in spite of Randiel clearly feeling the 'buzz' of Rask's wakeful mind; the brown lump seemed like he was trying to look asleep. Deciding to leave his wher be and hope he fell asleep for real again; Randiel fed his flitpair and Majere carefully. Some of the healers were probably still worried for him but Randiel had been insistent that he leave so someone sorely in need of healing could get help.
Though if anyone looking for him hadn't thought he'd leave the infirmary to go to the Barracks they might be a lil confused. But would be able to get help from the healers he'd last spoken to if not his Wherlingmaster. Not that the potential for guests was on the males mind, he was trying to zone out after feeding his pets.
Majere had taken Rask and his attitude in stride, though he was still flummoxed as to why Randi didn't want him to magic the wher into a good boy. Aela and Farkas on the other hand were still only calm and happiest when Rask was not moving or showed sign of being awake and hungry. After Randi managed to oil the flit pair they'd immediately perched up where Randi had them sleep after Greedo tried to steal Farkas. So at least they were out of the way if someone came calling.
