Gym Training - Lethalia May 17, 2019 23:40:48 GMT -6
Post by Lethalia on May 17, 2019 23:40:48 GMT -6
|Well, go in the rest of the water! Let's stop doing circles.|
As if the idea hadn't occurred to him before! His head jerks towards the center of the pool, curious. He was allowed to go out there? With the hesitation, Lethalia further prompts |There's no real reason we can't just... not go in circles, right? Just don't drown me, and we'll be well off! Probably shouldn't have mentioned the last part, especially how dubious he finds her now. "C'mon," she attempts, patting the side of his neck away from the wall. Lethalia hopes he won't be so stubborn to stay here on the boring wall 'just because.'
Eyeing the sparking water a bit suspiciously, the drake wafted out into the center of the pool, no deeper than the rest of it. Time in the water led him to figuring out some of the mechanics of swimming, still walking along with front claws but learning to use a tail as a rudder. The idea of kicking out with his back legs to go faster seems to occur to him sometimes, but the sensation of his weight being lifted and floating in the water is too unsettling for the drake to care for it. Maybe she really did need to take him off to the docks and let both of them get a decent swimming lesson in; it couldn't hurt Vidarr to learn how, could it? If he could actually learn how to at all - she's not entirely sure on that one. Should probably find out if sarane who lacked fins could learn how to not drown before planning that docks trip.
Eventually the drake's energy had to wane, and it would be of best interest to them both to intervene before he was exhausted this time! His little serpentine patterns get smaller and a little more wobbly, his hind legs seeming to slip a little beneath him. It was time. |Let's get out for now, Lethalia directs, adding even if he won't believe her fib, |My legs are getting tired!| 'Sure, sure' she expects to hear someday.
The drift towards the wide ramp tell her he's not going to fight a chance to get out of the water; she thinks it might be more tiring than he was expecting. Well, maybe it was the 'new thing' he'd needed to keep life interesting! It was likely why the drake had latched onto the idea of the water; it had just been something he's never experienced before. Now that the moment has passed, it wouldn't be surprising if Vidarr chose to never deal with it again. Not that the satyr can blame him. Since Lethalia seeks out bodies of water so seldom herself, it wouldn't really be any sort of inconvenience to her.
Then again. Threats that could come from both air and ground in the form of Wiurn and Thundergug were worrying enough. Should they also be concerned about threats from the water? Were there enough Pliathor even trained around the labs to fear one cropping up as competition? That's one possibility that's more unsettling than the others, unsurprising since beasts of the water tended to have that effect on those above the waves. Those land and air dwellers rightly couldn't trust an enemy they could hardly see beneath their aquatic veil. A shudder runs down Lethalia's spine. Even though they'd just been in the water and it had proven to be crystal-clear and empty of any other beasties, she has to look over her shoulder and watch Vidarr haul himself out. Of course there wouldn't be a leviathan raising out of these shallows to fight either one of them, but the remembrance that such things existed was unsettling enough to want to double check the water... Or just get as far away from it as they can. Not that it's a founded fear, and she finds the drake looking oddly at her pause.
Shrugging the thought off best she could, Lethalia sought out her backpack to free from it a warming blanket she'd gotten from the mansion at some point. It would work well enough instead of a towel for now. Swathed in the blanket made the satyr measures more comfortable, as if the warmth and apparent protection of it would ward off the 'bad' creatures she was thinking about. Watch out monster, she's got a blanket!
The satyr's trademark smile reappears on her lips, more than content to keep herself entertained and her mind from wandering into trouble with being a bit silly. It worked for her! It only continued to seem a bit goofy as a small amount of elation surged at a sudden realization; there's still coffee! Though dropped on the ground and forgotten ages ago so she could tend to Vidarr instead, it was a joy to recall it had been brought here! The well camouflaged cup takes some time to track down when it's sideways in the matching grass, but it turns up eventually - and victory is so, so good when it includes caffeine.
"It's nice and sunny out now, at least," she informs the drake, as he watched her flit all over the place. Lethalia could feel his eyes on her the whole time, and she went about her business before acknowledging the gaze burning holes in her back. Lidded eyes give her a half-glare, unimpressed by her observation since he's still dripping wet in spite of the sun. "Y'could go for a little flight, dry off a little." Hatchlings were incredibly more susceptible to catching a chill than the adults were, but she can't shake the slight worry it could damage Vidarr. Sarane were still reptiles after all, right?
Lethalia could always count on him instantly perking up at the suggestion, but his eyes still remain lidded with suspicion. |Really? Fly now?|
"That's still the kind of exercise we need to do," she confirms with a smile, gesturing to the well-manicured field in the background. It's not surprising Vidarr didn't see it as any sort of area specifically designated for flying; one grassy field is the same as the next. "They have hills to take off from, even. Stick around the open space so I can keep track of you." Sometimes she feels like she's herding Vidarr like a child, rather than how a creature is usually handled, but it seems to be effective nonetheless. It's likely just a habit she's picked up, and sometimes she slips up in taking to creatures more like it's a little one instead of an animal...
Vidarr lv|103.2 ly|75.2
stamina|7 word total|7201
stamina|7 word total|7201