Bite to Eat or a Nibble on an Ear -Open-
Aug 25, 2018 16:29:02 GMT -8
Post by Murder of Rows on Aug 25, 2018 16:29:02 GMT -8
Honestly, Nyriayr couldn't think of the last time he came and had a meal inside the Dining Area of the Weyr but Varoa was all but demanding to see the Weyr, well anything that wasn't connected to their tiny little shop setup, the herdbeast pens and stables, or his private sleeping quarters. As it was, the young Mrreow cub was currently standing on her back legs with her front paws on the counter that separated the kitchens from the dining area, watching the cooks working. Nyr and his firelizards, ichigo Lars and Kin Rao, were sitting at a table not to far from the young Mrreow.
Before him, was a tray of food, that Lars was mostly eating, while Rao picked daintily at a piece of meat while watching the ichigo flitt wolf down food like it was going out of style. At least until Nyr put his arm down between the ichigo and the plate of food, causing the little thing to hiss at him. Earning himself a warning glare from the Master Tanner, before he turned his eyes back on his Mrreow.
NYR!!! He's cooking the meat!!! He's actually putting it on the fire and burning it!! It doesn't smell good anymore! the Mrreow hissed mentally, her young face taking on a disbelieving look as she watched. A normal response from someone bonded to such a young and playful Mrreow might have been a laugh or a chuckle or something positive. Nyriayr wasn't that kind of man anymore. Swiping his hand at the ichigo flitt earned him another hiss from Lars before he actually bared his own teeth at the flitt, watching as it backed away. He 'hmphed' at the Mrreow's mental words and left them alone, turning back to his own plate.
As was typical fashion for the Master Tanner, he was dressed in leather breeches and a billowing tunic with long sleeves, which covered his gauntlets over his forearms, which covered his scars. He sighed, feeling Rao's gentle touch on his hand before tossing another piece of meat to Lars and glancing at Varoa. Yes, little one. Humans can't eat raw meat . . . Therefore the cooks put it over the fire and cook it. It may not smell good to you, but it does to me, he offered, before popping a piece of fruit in his mouth and chewing. Rao shifted, looking over Nyr's shoulder which caused Nyr to tense a little. A shadow fell over the table and he glanced over his shoulder to see someone standing behind him, as if they were trying to find a seat and as Nyr was the only one actually seated at the table, he couldn't help but wish Lars and Rao was bigger and took up more space.
Before him, was a tray of food, that Lars was mostly eating, while Rao picked daintily at a piece of meat while watching the ichigo flitt wolf down food like it was going out of style. At least until Nyr put his arm down between the ichigo and the plate of food, causing the little thing to hiss at him. Earning himself a warning glare from the Master Tanner, before he turned his eyes back on his Mrreow.
NYR!!! He's cooking the meat!!! He's actually putting it on the fire and burning it!! It doesn't smell good anymore! the Mrreow hissed mentally, her young face taking on a disbelieving look as she watched. A normal response from someone bonded to such a young and playful Mrreow might have been a laugh or a chuckle or something positive. Nyriayr wasn't that kind of man anymore. Swiping his hand at the ichigo flitt earned him another hiss from Lars before he actually bared his own teeth at the flitt, watching as it backed away. He 'hmphed' at the Mrreow's mental words and left them alone, turning back to his own plate.
As was typical fashion for the Master Tanner, he was dressed in leather breeches and a billowing tunic with long sleeves, which covered his gauntlets over his forearms, which covered his scars. He sighed, feeling Rao's gentle touch on his hand before tossing another piece of meat to Lars and glancing at Varoa. Yes, little one. Humans can't eat raw meat . . . Therefore the cooks put it over the fire and cook it. It may not smell good to you, but it does to me, he offered, before popping a piece of fruit in his mouth and chewing. Rao shifted, looking over Nyr's shoulder which caused Nyr to tense a little. A shadow fell over the table and he glanced over his shoulder to see someone standing behind him, as if they were trying to find a seat and as Nyr was the only one actually seated at the table, he couldn't help but wish Lars and Rao was bigger and took up more space.
