The Time Of The Dragons Has Returned Medieval Fantasy RP

[Pengu.]

Kalia sat along Tybalts tail, watching Con with her head tilted. "You know, I am here right? I can help you.." she said, stroking her hair away from her face.

[blue_dun]

[[ over his shoulder, Constantine flicked a hand. "No. No. It's fine. I mean, I can handle this. All you have to do is light the fire. So sit back and talk with Tybalt a while."
That took Tybalt completely by surprise. "Talk, with me?" he rumbled. "Er, okay." ]]

[Pengu.]

Kalia looked up at Tybalt, barely seeing him in the darkness. She lit a small ball of light, using the head radiating from the dark dragon. "Er..alright..So what were you and Con doing when you were away for that period of time, what a few weeks ago?"

[blue_dun]

[[ Tybalt chuckled. "I was teaching Master Con the basics of dragon riding. He had no experience before and I was sort of worried about how he would take to it, but he's a natural." ]]

[Pengu.]

Kalia glanced over to Con and laughed. "Of course he is a natural. He is a dragon rider, hense the word Dragon.." she smiled. "He is a natural at everything.."

[blue_dun]

[[ "Yeah. I guess you're right. Except... For expressing his feelings." Tybalt sighed. Ooh. Time to see if she'd get the hint. "He had always been cold and distant before... Oh never mind." ]]

[Pengu.]

Kalia looked up at him, squinting. "What are you talking about.." she asked. Expressing his feelings..about what..me? she thought to herself. She looked up to Tybalt again, silently asking her question.

[blue_dun]

[[ "Yes. For you." Inside, Tybalt was glowing. This was going to be good. "Haven't you noticed how he's always so gentlemanly around you? And then, how you act around him?" The dragon's voice was like a summer breeze, it was soft so Constantine, working a few feet away, couldn't hear. ]]

[Pengu.]

Kalia looked toward Con, tilting her head as if studying him. "Well..I though he was nice to everyone..And what do you mean the way I act.." she asked, putting her hands on her hips.

[blue_dun]

[[ "Oh, trust me. He wasn't nice to anyone before he joined your guys's group. He hadn't spoken a word for days on end, except to me. And every word he relayed over was monosyllabic." Tybalt's eyes had a gleam. "And the second part of what I just said... you'll have to figure out for yourself."
"There." Constantine stood up and shook the dirt off his hands. The camp was ready for the night. "Cozy... I call dibs on being the guard dog tonight." ]]