You needn't fear, [ Dany teases, trying to meld to his longer stride as best as she can. The jape would be ominous to almost anyone else, perhaps, but Loki doesn't fear her dragons. ] It is cooked meat they need, not raw.
[ Or clouds, for that matter. She leaps them onto one now, balancing upon one foot in delight, then turns her head slightly to look over her shoulder. ] Viserion, [ she calls out, brightly. ] Come here, sweetling.
[ And the white dragon does, flapping away from Drogon to fly to her, perhaps expecting more hands to "kiss." She giggles and runs them toward the horizon in an arc, where they may hide behind a drifting patch of fog. A screech mingles with a trill as Viserion watches his mother recede from him, but still he comes, though from the opposite way. In moments, they are caught, face-to-face with a triumphant dragon whose gold eyes gleam like two yellow stars. ]
That is cheating! [ she laughs, resisting the urge to give him the gentlest of swats upon the nose. If she does not touch him, perhaps he will keep following. Turning on her heels, she runs them forward. Rhaegal has noticed his brother's departure and is now trailing after them on wings of jade, though whether it's out of interest for the newly-moving target or out of jealousy that Viserion has won his mother's latest attention, Dany cannot say. ]
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[ Or clouds, for that matter. She leaps them onto one now, balancing upon one foot in delight, then turns her head slightly to look over her shoulder. ] Viserion, [ she calls out, brightly. ] Come here, sweetling.
[ And the white dragon does, flapping away from Drogon to fly to her, perhaps expecting more hands to "kiss." She giggles and runs them toward the horizon in an arc, where they may hide behind a drifting patch of fog. A screech mingles with a trill as Viserion watches his mother recede from him, but still he comes, though from the opposite way. In moments, they are caught, face-to-face with a triumphant dragon whose gold eyes gleam like two yellow stars. ]
That is cheating! [ she laughs, resisting the urge to give him the gentlest of swats upon the nose. If she does not touch him, perhaps he will keep following. Turning on her heels, she runs them forward. Rhaegal has noticed his brother's departure and is now trailing after them on wings of jade, though whether it's out of interest for the newly-moving target or out of jealousy that Viserion has won his mother's latest attention, Dany cannot say. ]