Mikayla?

Mikayla didn’t speak...she couldn’t speak. Was he telling her...”I made those?” She said looking to the tea cup. Surprise awe and confusion filled her tone. “I made those?” She repeated as she stared at the tea cup. Was he being honest? Of course he was being honest he wouldn’t have said it if he wasn’t.?

“I made those,” she said squealing in delight. She clapped her hands together a big smile on her face. “I made those. I wasn’t sure. I thought I failed...but I made those.” She said giggling. Before she knew it she was up hugging him. Throwing her arms around his neck. “I made those! I didn’t fail!”

(Angus, The Dragon)

The Dragon blinked at Mikayla's reaction. He had assumed that she'd be pleased, but... giggling?? He was even less prepared when the young woman suddenly threw her arms around his neck and started hugging him.

"Stop... stop that!" he protested. With difficulty he managed to set his cup and spoon down, then carefully disentangled her arms from around his neck.? "That was quite uncalled for," he growled, fixing her with what he hoped was his most disapproving glare.? "I... I could still eat you, you know."

When he felt he'd recovered some of his dignity, he picked up the cup and spoon again and resumed stirring his tea.? "Yes, you made these.? Entirely on your own, using the affinity for magic that exists within you." He paused to examine the detailed decoration that adorned both objects.? "And did an exceptional job of it.? I was just hoping for something that wouldn't leak or break, but this..." he held the cup to his mouth and took a long luxuriating sip "...this was far more than that. So..." his reptilian features scrunched up into a begrudging aspect? "...well done."

Tag - Mikayla