It is the time of day when late afternoon fades into early evening - the dusky hints of twilight beginning to threaten the horizon - and Skellig is somewhat grateful for this, as it does not totally jar his senses as much as emerging into the blazing sunlight of the midday would. Once he's readjusted, he takes her kilt from her and folds it, tucks it away safely - the motion already becoming well-practiced and automatic.
"Should still be less of a burden than the whale," he offers, cheekily.
Even WITH his ability to lighten that load, it still was not LIGHT by any means.
Once she has shifted to her dragon form, he carefully loads the 3 packs onto her body, then climbs up to 'his spot' on her neck, ensuring that their loot is secure for a flight of distance. As a bonus, the one that contains the carefully folded silks will make a most-excellent pillow, should he choose to nap.
But he will likely choose to enjoy the view this time - at least while the sun still lights the sky.
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Date: 2024-04-17 03:26 am (UTC)"Should still be less of a burden than the whale," he offers, cheekily.
Even WITH his ability to lighten that load, it still was not LIGHT by any means.
Once she has shifted to her dragon form, he carefully loads the 3 packs onto her body, then climbs up to 'his spot' on her neck, ensuring that their loot is secure for a flight of distance. As a bonus, the one that contains the carefully folded silks will make a most-excellent pillow, should he choose to nap.
But he will likely choose to enjoy the view this time - at least while the sun still lights the sky.