She couldn’t help but watch fondly as he responded to her words. For a dragon, he seemed to understand her decently well. How unusual. This made her all the more curious about him. She lowered her gaze as he turned his attention to her once more, making it clear that she was absolutely not a threat in any way, shape or form.
Her soul gave a gentle shudder in her chest, and she recognized the emotion as uncertainty. This dragon could easily destroy her if he wanted to, and she knew that. But she chose to put herself in this position, tempting fate as usual in an attempt to make friends. It is, after all, what she does best. She listens closely as he makes his way around her, taking note of the growl as he asserts his control over the situation. Even though she has magic, and could fight back, she wouldn’t. She had no reason to.
When she’s certain he’d backed off, settling down on the grass near her with a grumble, she exhales the breath in which she’d been holding. Slowly she opens her eyes and lifts her gaze to him once more. In a very careful motion, she unfolds her legs, scooting them to the side and getting up onto her knees. He’d given her the okay to move, so she’s going to go as slowly as she can to make sure she keeps what little trust she has with him.
The more she looks at him, the more in awe she is. What a stunning creature. Once she’s stood up again, she takes a moment to gently brush off her shorts before turning her attention to the dragon once more, once again extending a gentle hand in his direction. she doesn’t take any steps towards him, though.
“See? I’m not so bad. You’re a handsome fella, you know that?”
Though he had made it clear it was okay for her to move and get closer, he was ready to bolt out or growl in an attempt to intimidate her if she moved too fast, or tried anything funny. It was in his nature to be cautious of new people, the first time he’d met a new person, they had injured him to a point where he couldn’t fly on his own.
He watched her brush off her pants, pupils dilated as he watched. His ears twitched as she moved, listening to more behind him in case something crept up behind him. She held her hand out and he tilted his head slightly. Why wasn’t she coming closer, he’d made the okay sound.
Very slowly he stood up once more and approached her outstretched hand. He sniffed it once more, before grunting and nudging his nose against it. Yes. At this point it was okay for her to touch him.
Again, he sat down in front of her, wrapping his tail around himself so she wouldn’t accidentally step on it. Doing so, he had revealed the bright red fin that was made for him. It stood out against the obsidian scales of the other fin.
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