I see! The mental image earned a peel of laughter - though from a dragon her age it was more of a squeaky honk. It certainly didn't help that
her understanding of human fingers was something closer to hands having tentacles attached to them, rather than something that was made of bone and tendon. Anatomy? Didn't know her.
Alenciath turned to trot alongside Demodeth, happily falling into stride with him and lifting one of her wings straight up into the air, like a child raising their hand.
Done!Fahn had gotten no such update of the dragon's return - Alenciath so enthralled with a
new game that wasn't immediately naps that she'd failed to inform her that they'd turned around. "What?" she stared at R'in with a brief flash of confusion before she reached out to Alenciath herself to find out what she should have already known. "Oh, well. No harm in getting a bit more walking in to meet up!"
It wasn't like
she was worn out.
