Post by sweetlilangel on Aug 21, 2011 16:54:01 GMT -8
It's scratchy, mine. I cannot sleep here. Maybe if you oiled me it would be better. Sivith complained, shifting his body once more on the stone couch that was provided as the weyrling's bed. The brown looked ridiculously small in bed, even though he'd grown already in the few days since the hatching.
J'ston knew he would grow into it, though, and eventually even out grow it. He smiled softly to the brown who consumed much of his time now. "I've oiled you twice already today. I don't think a third time will help. I'll get you blankets for the bed. Perhaps that will help." he told him, tilting his head to the side as the brown rolled onto his back with all four feet in the air. He flipped quickly to his side, deciding this was worse yet than any position he had tried before.
I like it when you oil me, though. It feels nice. Not like this scratchy thing. Sivith responded, jumping down and curling up on the floor with a huff. Can we get the blankets soon. Do you really think they will help? He asked, reaching his head out to rub it against the one covering J'ston's bed without waiting for an answer. I don't know. It seems scratchy too.. and itchy.
J'ston shook his head, smile still lingering on his face. "I'll be sure to get you soft ones. You can come pick them out."
I suppose that would be okay. Sivith said, pulling himself to his feet in the same moment and beginning to pace the floor.
J'ston knew he would grow into it, though, and eventually even out grow it. He smiled softly to the brown who consumed much of his time now. "I've oiled you twice already today. I don't think a third time will help. I'll get you blankets for the bed. Perhaps that will help." he told him, tilting his head to the side as the brown rolled onto his back with all four feet in the air. He flipped quickly to his side, deciding this was worse yet than any position he had tried before.
I like it when you oil me, though. It feels nice. Not like this scratchy thing. Sivith responded, jumping down and curling up on the floor with a huff. Can we get the blankets soon. Do you really think they will help? He asked, reaching his head out to rub it against the one covering J'ston's bed without waiting for an answer. I don't know. It seems scratchy too.. and itchy.
J'ston shook his head, smile still lingering on his face. "I'll be sure to get you soft ones. You can come pick them out."
I suppose that would be okay. Sivith said, pulling himself to his feet in the same moment and beginning to pace the floor.
