[ It takes her a few moments to adjust to their new surroundings, the heavier way the air sits upon her shoulders, the cooler touch on her face. Not so long ago, they had shared a cave together, she and Drogon, far away from everyone else upon the Dothraki Sea. Dragonstone, Dany had called it, but it was his seat, not hers.
She's reminded of how they used to play when he bites her hand with sharp, pointed teeth: enough to indicate he wishes to be let go, but not hard enough to break the skin. ]
Then leave me, [ she sighs in permission, unclasping her arm from her breast. In a flutter of wings, the dragon flaps to her shoulder for a launching point, then sails deeper into the depths of the cave, leaving the winds far behind.
Dany turns back with a faint smile, studying her friend for a minute. She waits long enough to brush sand out of her face, and then she rises onto her toes and throws her arms around him, kissing his cheek in thanks. ] I have missed you, [ she tells him at last, all warmth and windblown affection. ]
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She's reminded of how they used to play when he bites her hand with sharp, pointed teeth: enough to indicate he wishes to be let go, but not hard enough to break the skin. ]
Then leave me, [ she sighs in permission, unclasping her arm from her breast. In a flutter of wings, the dragon flaps to her shoulder for a launching point, then sails deeper into the depths of the cave, leaving the winds far behind.
Dany turns back with a faint smile, studying her friend for a minute. She waits long enough to brush sand out of her face, and then she rises onto her toes and throws her arms around him, kissing his cheek in thanks. ] I have missed you, [ she tells him at last, all warmth and windblown affection. ]