Post by shadowreine on May 13, 2010 16:23:26 GMT -5
M'kar was, to be frank, frustrated. He was not the primary target...the only way Fioreth would ever sire a clutch would be if he caught a rainbow, and M'kar didn't see that happening.
Not any time soon.
Yet, he still felt...targeted. Threatened. His dragon was unique...there was no other like him anywhere on Pern. And that was what the council was most afraid of.
So. He was taking his mind off of it with some usual distractions. He had wine...not enough to get drunk, for Fioreth's sake...and some pastries. Alcohol and sugar. The safest mood elevators he knew of.
If they hurt Fioreth...
Not any time soon.
Yet, he still felt...targeted. Threatened. His dragon was unique...there was no other like him anywhere on Pern. And that was what the council was most afraid of.
So. He was taking his mind off of it with some usual distractions. He had wine...not enough to get drunk, for Fioreth's sake...and some pastries. Alcohol and sugar. The safest mood elevators he knew of.
If they hurt Fioreth...
