From the horizon a spot of blue, far smaller from youth, raced to meet Rathunax in the skies. The older crimson dragon tilted wings to curl splendid neck towards the hatchling, curiosity curling bony brows as dragon song reached out to meet him. Nayati gazed at the two, a brief spark of fear lighting in her heart before Kahlua's form was revealed, the link apparent from where the young dracon had appeared. Rathunax cooed at the youngling and with a mighty shove of his wings began to entice the little blue into a game of chase, twirling his tail for the little one's amusement. A small smile curled ivory lips as Nayati gazed upon them, amused by their antics, and mentally praising Rathunax for being playful instead of his usually ornery self. Distracted from viewing their play in the air, Nayati bowed her head shyly to her Queen, words escaping her as the Sun Shower took the time to answer Daemyn before she could. "We're recycling the glass for a greenhouse," she added, lyrics soft as the enveloped the two in her company.
With Kahlua in their midst, Nayati retreated into herself, feeling far more on edge without Rathunax to distract her. But she would not broadcast her desires to have him near once more; he deserved time to play and be young, not the constant guardian he played for her. Her name was spoken kindly, a singular word her greeting, and big red eyes flickered up towards the Queen as a light smile flickered uncertainly on her visage. How did Kahlua know her name? "My Queen," she cooed, turning quickly to look down at her little sea of flowers once it was appropriate to tear her gaze from her Queen's. It was perhaps wrong of her to be so nervous, so shy, when she had told Daemyn how kind Kahlua and Kaj were. She simply couldn't help it. Was it wrong to find more comfort in Daemyn's presence than her own leader's?
Falling into silence was an easy task for the shy angel, having mastered the art of disappearing in plain sight long ago. Rathunax, meanwhile, turned in the sky to face the little blue and hummed at him, a command to pause their play and return to their bondeds. Body twirling he dove down on an easy glide, expecting the other dragon to follow as he swept over Kahlua's head, hovering near her cheek and awaiting Khan's decision before turning and gliding over to Nayati who accepted him with a look of gratitude as he alighted with gentle paws upon her spine. The angel watched the two in her company, quiet, strained. What was her duty now? Should she leave?
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