[ Claude’s exaggeration and complete retelling of the situation is met with a roll of her eyes but that’s short lived too as Waffle nudges her, deciding that she’s spent far too much time already preoccupied on Claude as opposed to him. She presses a light feathery kiss to his nose before turning her attention back to Claude. ]
Yeah, but can’t you, you know – [ She motions with her hands, moving them away from one another to indicate growth. Hilda isn’t certain if that’s actually how it works, but Claude had said as much when she had worried about giving Waffle a snaggle tooth. ] if you wanted her to be smaller again, couldn’t you do that?
[ It’s neither here nor there though when Claude seems to be on the same wavelength she is and they have two wyverns more than eager to spread their wings. Well. One. But that was on brand for Buri.
With the doors to the aerie open, Waffenzahn seems to get the idea too. The fresh air rouses him as he begins to stretch and crane his neck, restlessness appearing in the flutter of his wings. There’s a pep in Hilda’s step as she quickly rushes for his harness and saddle. Claude’s excitement is infectious, urging her to get out into the vast blue sky as quickly as they can. In a matter of minutes he’s equipped and ready to go, muscle memory taking over like she’s done this hundreds of times. When she’s done she turns to Adelheid’s stall to help Claude with the remaining straps and ties for her.
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Yeah, but can’t you, you know – [ She motions with her hands, moving them away from one another to indicate growth. Hilda isn’t certain if that’s actually how it works, but Claude had said as much when she had worried about giving Waffle a snaggle tooth. ] if you wanted her to be smaller again, couldn’t you do that?
[ It’s neither here nor there though when Claude seems to be on the same wavelength she is and they have two wyverns more than eager to spread their wings. Well. One. But that was on brand for Buri.
With the doors to the aerie open, Waffenzahn seems to get the idea too. The fresh air rouses him as he begins to stretch and crane his neck, restlessness appearing in the flutter of his wings. There’s a pep in Hilda’s step as she quickly rushes for his harness and saddle. Claude’s excitement is infectious, urging her to get out into the vast blue sky as quickly as they can. In a matter of minutes he’s equipped and ready to go, muscle memory taking over like she’s done this hundreds of times. When she’s done she turns to Adelheid’s stall to help Claude with the remaining straps and ties for her.
Curiosity sparks in her tone and gaze. ]
Things like what exactly? Pegasi?