Post by Ghost of Fire (Fëanáro) on Feb 10, 2014 21:28:07 GMT -8
3076.03.09 | mid-morning
Atanek swooped low, then settled on the table. He was quickly joined by Guyaky and Tungull. They sat there for awhile, three firelizards surrounding a place at the table, guarding it against all comers.
T’ruk walked in, took one look at the table, and sighed. It was a quiet, small sigh, with none of the histrionics that might have accompanied the gesture in someone else. T’ruk was still not the most comfortable at attracting attention. Unfortunately for him, Atanek and Tungull saw nothing wrong with doing so.
With another small sigh, the young man ambled over to the kitchen, acquired some food, and sat down at the place his firelizards were guarding so zealously. They’d already eaten, of course, but it didn’t stop them from nibbling at the meat scraps with which he had deliberately lined the edges of his plate.
The meet scraps gone, Guyaky launched for T’ruk’s shoulder, only to miss as his human turned and headed back towards the kitchen. The result of this was that Guyaky flew headlong into somebody.