[Felix approaches the dragon, slowly, cautiously. It looks at him with curiosity and timidness. He sits cross-legged on the floor near it, holding out a hand for it to sniff, regarding it with wide eyes.
She's a little shy, but she warms up in no time, the tamer says. So it's a girl. She's a beautiful creature. He's seen and cared for wyverns before, but this is really something else.
She tilts her head to look at Felix. A word comes into his mind: who?
Wh- what. Is this that telepathic thing they were talking about?]
I'm Felix.
[He's unsure if she can hear his thoughts, so says it aloud.
She seems to sense through his thoughts and actions that he's friendly, and allows him to pet her cool, scaly head.]
[Adrian remains content to stand back and watch this; he'll meet the dragon himself in due time, but Felix is the one who's really responsible for this hatchling, so-- he can wait his turn. Felix can have his very sweet dragon meeting time, while Adrian gets the tamer's attention to consult about, like, logistics?
He's still thinking about building a shelter, so allow him to mumble a quiet aside, not interrupting Felix-and-dragon...
The tamer chuckles at him and tells him, Well, she's going to be much bigger than a sitting room.
So they're going to need a bigger shelter than previously envisioned. Oh boy. They'll get there.
[Distantly, Felix hears the tamer confirm that this dragon will get fucking huge, but it doesn't matter, because right now the little thing is nudging into his hand, and he's enamoured. He suddenly feels immensely glad he went through all of that bullshit to get sheep wool and gems. It was all worth it to see something so amazing, and get to actually touch it, too.
There's a vibe of friendliness coming from the creature, and it's more than just its body language. There is something warm coming into his mind, and he knows it must be from the dragon, because Felix's thoughts are scarcely ever warm.
Adrian reminds him that the dragon needs a name. Since she's smart enough to ask for his name, he wonders whether the dragon might want to name herself.]
What's your name?
[It can't hurt to ask, right?
Name? The dragon looks curiously at Felix with iridescent eyes, then at the tamer for a long moment. He say me, 'Little One.']
Is that what you want to be called? You'll be big someday, you know.
[... Don't know! Said with the carelessness of a small child, the dragon rolls over, and Felix, well, has to scratch the belly, of course. He smiles.]
Okay, "Little One" for now.
[When she gets bigger she can pick another, or they can pick for her.]
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She's a little shy, but she warms up in no time, the tamer says. So it's a girl. She's a beautiful creature. He's seen and cared for wyverns before, but this is really something else.
She tilts her head to look at Felix. A word comes into his mind: who?
Wh- what. Is this that telepathic thing they were talking about?]
I'm Felix.
[He's unsure if she can hear his thoughts, so says it aloud.
She seems to sense through his thoughts and actions that he's friendly, and allows him to pet her cool, scaly head.]
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He's still thinking about building a shelter, so allow him to mumble a quiet aside, not interrupting Felix-and-dragon...
The tamer chuckles at him and tells him, Well, she's going to be much bigger than a sitting room.
So they're going to need a bigger shelter than previously envisioned. Oh boy. They'll get there.
Ah, right,] Felix, don't forget her name.
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There's a vibe of friendliness coming from the creature, and it's more than just its body language. There is something warm coming into his mind, and he knows it must be from the dragon, because Felix's thoughts are scarcely ever warm.
Adrian reminds him that the dragon needs a name. Since she's smart enough to ask for his name, he wonders whether the dragon might want to name herself.]
What's your name?
[It can't hurt to ask, right?
Name? The dragon looks curiously at Felix with iridescent eyes, then at the tamer for a long moment. He say me, 'Little One.']
Is that what you want to be called? You'll be big someday, you know.
[... Don't know! Said with the carelessness of a small child, the dragon rolls over, and Felix, well, has to scratch the belly, of course. He smiles.]
Okay, "Little One" for now.
[When she gets bigger she can pick another, or they can pick for her.]