"Equines, like myself, came from the ocean, from Poseidon and sea foam," She hesitated, flicking her curvaceous ears back in annoyance. "Dragons...they were children of the Gods themselves," She muttered reluctantly, huffing as her companion trilled and twirled in the air, celebrating his species' superiority. "There's no need to a snob about it," Agnodice hissed back, flipping her mane in his face and scattering flower petals around the dainty dragon.

Hero screeched in reply, flapping his wings more fiercely, sending the petals washing back unto their originator. The doctor didn't mind the flowers anymore, it had been a season or two since they started sprouting from her hair. If it were a few moons ago, then she would have been sneezing as the petals kissed her cheeks, but not anymore. Her companions attempt at getting even was a definite failure.

The reptile trilled softly, realizing his failure and settling on the pale cream of his bonded's back. He crawled up her spine and nestled his delicate body in the flowers and tendrils of her mane. Agnodice considered throwing him off, but decided against it. He was trying to reconcile anyways, and she hated to stay mad at the best friend she had.

The doctor smiled, losing her annoyed expression in exchange for a pleasant one. She continued forward, stopping at the edge of the water and mulling over where to continue in her story. "Kalós. O sfodróteros drákos ítan Tyfóna," Agnodice stated softly, slipping comfortably into the tongue of her homeland. Her dragon wouldn't understand all she said, she could feel his confusion through the bond. But that was okay for now. He would learn. She smiled again, wider this time, as her dragon sat up to listen to her more carefully. "Tha mátheis," She murmured dreamily, sweeping her leonine tail over the ground, leaving a trail of petals and flowers in her wake before continuing on with her tale.

"Tyfónas ítan i teleftaía gios tis Gaías kai o patéras pollón térata..."

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"Kalós. O sfodróteros drákos ítan Tyfóna," = Alright. The firecest dragon was Typhon.
"Tha mátheis," = You will learn
"Tyfónas ítan i teleftaía gios tis Gaías kai o patéras pollón térata..." = Typhon was the last son of Gaia and the father of many monsters.

Open thread! @Lyanna maybe? :D

agnodice & herophilos