Again, I am sorry for not updating in awhile. Busy still. I'll get around to posting more though soon! For now here's a chapter. Oh yeah, and Kaïdon's eye color chart (based on feelings/weather):
Gray- normal
Lavender- preparing for/ in battle
Blood red- in physical pain/ feeling others pain (shade is lighter in second instance)
Black- apathy/depression/want to be alone
Yellow- feeling important/ honorable
Gold- in unity with his dragon
Blue- taking great care
Light blue- calm/serene/in a good mood
Green-hyper
Deep purple-love/in love
Orange- brave
Silver- in emotional pain
Brown-in mourning
White- weather change, weather turning worse
Disclaimer---- CP has ideas like mine. Have a plot, fill in the holes.
The dragons landed on Kaïdon's arms, or attempted to. Gwyna had shoved the rest off and sat on his shoulder. The teal dragon had gone to inspect Jacob, and was sniffing his legs. It leaped and sat on Jacob's orange head. Kaïdon's face had taken on an expressionless look, and his eyes were gray once more.
"Well… It is nice to meet you, Gwyna." Arya said to the dragon on her son's muscular shoulder.
It is nice to meet you, mother of my Rider. The small dragon replied in a voice much more mature than she appeared.
I smell other dragons. The navy blue dragon told Kaïdon. Kaïdon nodded. "Your parents are here, children. They have two other adult dragons with them. Would you like to see them?"
YES!The yell was loud and echoing in Kaïdon's mind. The navy blue dragon had flown out of the treehouse then, and Gwyna followed him. However, the teal one would not leave Jacob alone.
Kaïdon chuckled. "Looks like you found yourself a hitch-hiker, cousin." His eyes that were once gray were light blue after a blink, but only slightly. Katrina patted the dragon gently and began to descend the staircase. Roran, Eragon and Arya followed. Murtagh was left with Kaïdon and Jacob, who was failing at pulling the small dragon's claws out of his hair.
"Would you like help?" Kaïdon began untangling the teal claws from Jacob's long orange hair. The dragon began squealing. "Shush, you can ride on his shoulder. He doesn't want to hurt you."
But I like his head. It's comfy. She replied. Jacob sighed with relief as she was set on his right shoulder. "Just don't sit on it when we're moving." He told the little creature. He stroked its figure as he descended the stairs in front of Murtagh and Kaïdon, staring at her miniscule features much like Saphira and Bhronnë, only shrunken.
My name is Jacob. What is yours? He asked her.
My name is not even known by Kaïdon, my caretaker. But you, my newfound friend, will know it quite well. Just be patient, and you will soon know. Jacob was rather intrigued by the dragon's intelligence. He continued to converse with her, not wanting to stop for he already felt so close to her.
Kaïdon watched as Jacob began to descend the staircase, watching his awkward steps turn into a rhythmic thump as he simply fell from one stair to the next. He could not take his eyes off the female dragon on his shoulder.
"I think I've just lost one of my children." Kaïdon commented. Murtagh looked to see Kaïdon's eyes become a dark, swirling gray. What he had said was to all ears, whoever was listening.
"Aye. Jacob was meant to be for her, though. She is in good hands." It was only then when Kaïdon took a good look at Murtagh and began to stare in disbelief.
"You are my uncle… yet I look just like you?"
Murtagh shrugged. "I guess so. Besides the eyes, of course. Mine are dark brown, while yours change colors." He sounded slightly interested, so Kaïdon guided him down the stairs and explained the color change as much as he could.
"They began to change only mere months after my parents left. From what I figured out, they change with my emotion. Rarely are they dark brown, but I can make myself feel things with great concentration and make them whatever color I please. It's quite fun to make stripes." He stopped on the staircase, his eyes flooding with silver. Murtagh also stopped.
"What is wrong, Kaïdon?"
When Kaïdon spoke, it was in the ancient language. "I will miss my past lover."
The way he simply stated it made Murtagh tilt his head. "You are already in love with a woman? And you are only thirteen?"
Kaïdon shook his head reluctantly. He continued in a voice more like a quiet breath than a whisper. "When I lived with Hayden, I… I found I was attracted to him. He found out and admitted his feelings for me. We would… We would do all that lovers do. He said that when my parents return that he would leave me. And so now, they are back and…" he did not finish the sentence. Murtagh already knew.
"You are… homosexual?"
Kaïdon looked up from the floor and into Murtagh's eyes. "You are going to tell my parents, aren't you?"
Murtagh shook his head. "I will keep your secret. I am actually rather interested in the nature of people like you, to be honest." He said in the ancient language.
Kaïdon became more relaxed visibly, and took a step closer to Murtagh. "This, my friend, is our nature." He leaned in a gently kissed Murtagh's lips, not anything too provocative. Murtagh's mind lit up in surprise, and was thoroughly high-strung when Kaïdon removed his lips from his own. Not in a horny or frightened way, but only surprised.
"So, tell me about your lover, Murtagh." Kaïdon said. Murtagh began to descend the staircase again with Kaïdon, talking eagerly about Nasuada.
They arrived at the bottom just as the rest of the party did. The teal dragon finally pulled itself away from Jacob when she saw the four fully grown dragons before her. The trio was surrounded by them, talking eagerly to more of their kind.
While the dragons talked, Arya began to feel tired. This was not one of her sudden fatigues, but because it was now long past dark. She leaned against Eragon, her eyelids fluttering. Eragon swung her legs up, holding her like he might a child. He found a soft spot of grass and set down his mate there, lying down beside her. The others eventually followed their example, taking numerous places around the clearing. Jacob discovered a hammock-like net hanging from a tree and settled into it. The teal dragon left to snuggle him. Murtagh sat just outside the clearing, away from others, before letting himself slumber. Kaïdon took a different approach. He ran far enough to be well out of earshot from the other elves and humans. He soon came upon a large dark shape, and lay down next to it.
Hello, Shruikan.