[She takes the moment they're airborne to push her wet hair out of her face.] Thanks, Odonth.
[Their relocation does not stop Lydia from hitting Hansel, solid closed-hand punches to muscle, nothing that would damage or hurt too much, but enough to get her point across.]
Asshole.
[During their tussle, Ikath had finally decided to relinquish her place in the lake and was instead perched on a rocky outcrop, watching the riders with amusement as she spread her wings to let them dry.]
no subject
[Their relocation does not stop Lydia from hitting Hansel, solid closed-hand punches to muscle, nothing that would damage or hurt too much, but enough to get her point across.]
Asshole.
[During their tussle, Ikath had finally decided to relinquish her place in the lake and was instead perched on a rocky outcrop, watching the riders with amusement as she spread her wings to let them dry.]