Skysong watched, bored, as the two humans bristled at each other. One was tall, one was short. One had great magical powers, the other great physical powers. Either way, they were both getting on the dragonlets nerves, and she was about to use the new power of hers she had just discovered that morning while trying to steal the storkman's breakfast. This new power was extremely exciting to the small creature, seeing as she didn't have the advantage of size or magic yet. Because the ability to shoot flames out of your paws was indeed very useful...
Alanna the Lioness was not one to lose an argument, and this one had been going on for quite a bit. "She's coming." "She's not coming" "She IS coming." "Not a chance." The argument had gone on like this for quite a while, having started out with longer, more thought out arguments, then gradually being reduced to a child's argument of "Yes. No. Yes! No!" Numair was getting impatient with the argument, wanting to leave and search for Daine, but knowing it was much smarter to go prepared then to rashly set off. So here he was, arguing with the Lioness about whether the lady-page, Keladry of Mindelan, should be allowed to come on the journey.
So the argue continued, until Alanna's face changed. It was no longer angry, she was staring at Numair oddly. She looked at him as if she was deciding to laugh or scream. "What is it?" asked the tall mage, with an irratable look on his face. Alanna didn't answer, but suddenly grabbed a pillow off a nearby couch (they were in Numair's quarters) and starting to yell, she began to beat the tall mage in the backside with it. Numair was totally bewildered. "Alanna! A pillow fight is no way to settle thi-" He was interrupted, as the door rushed open, and there stood Jonathan, with a group of pages.
"What in Mithros' name is going on?!?" yelled Jonathon, as the pages' eyes grew wide. One of the pages, Owen, ventured an explanation at the top of his lungs. "Master Numair's ars is on fire!!!" Numair, hearing this, jerked around, and saw indeed there was a large scorched hole in his robe. The culprit, Kitten, had conveniently dissappeared.
When Alanna had finished beating him with the pillow, Jonathan strode up, timidly followed by the pages. "I've come with Keladry of Mindelan, and some of her followers-" he was interrupted here by Owen."If Kel's goin, we wanna go too!" Jonathon cocked his eyebrow at the young page, then continued. "We've come to see if you've decided if Keladry should accompany you to look for Daine." Alanna answered warily "I think maybe you should decide this one Majesty, seeing that all that's come of our arguing is...well.." she motioned at the hole in Numair's robe, who,embarrased, tried to cover it up while nodding his head in agreement.
Jonathon nodded slowly at this. "I think....considering...." he paused. "I think that Keladry could be a useful asset to the search-party, considering her knowledge of the Yamani, her grasp of their language and culture. I think she could be very helpful. Kel smiled at this, barely containing her excitement. A real quest!! With the Lioness!! It was too good to be true.
Numair, however, protested. He wanted to find Daine quickly, before any harm came to her. A large group would slow them down. Already Alanna had insisted on coming, along with Lord Raoul for soldiers and Onua to care for the horses. He argued this out loud to Jonathon. "I think you're correct, Numair, which is why I won't allow the other pages to accompany Kel." There was a sigh of dissapointment among Kel's friends, but no one wanted to protest to the King. Jonathon continued. "-However. The group is already considerably large. If you go barging into the Yamani Islands, with no one to explain the situation or communicate if something goes wrong, it could cause uncalled for turmoil and distress."
Numair slowly agreed, more anxious than ever to find Daine. "Fine." He looked at Kel. "I meant no insult to you. I just am very anxious that no harm come to Daine.." Kel smiled. " I understand, but please, can we stop talking and get going?" This drew a laugh from Alanna and a small smile from Numair. "My thoughts exactly. However first I must take care of something." And with odd looks from the rest of the group, and a small giggle from one of the pages at the scorched hole in his garments, Numair quickly walked away to find a certain small dragonlet.
K, more coming REALLY soon, and the search actually starts and everything. It seems Neal isn't going along! Just because they kissed doesn't mean this HAS to be a K/N fic. I COULD be. But I don't like things just set out like that, ok? So all you K/N followers, don't give up. But all you K/C followers, don't give up either. Actually, I don't believe in either of the two. But I know pretty much everyone here does. Don't worry, I don't believe in Joren/Kel, or any of that! I believe in something most of you other peeps have probably never even considered. NO. NOT Raoul(I know a few people who support that, I DON'T.) The person I think Kel should be with is only mentioned a few times in 'Squire' Ok? 'nough said, gotta go. Bye Bye!!
~CometFern