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[needsmoarshiny]

Iskierka has been a little more open lately, since venturing out on the lawn and not finding herself shot at or stabbed at or anything of the like, and is currently swooping in lazy circles over the lake. However, eventually she lands, a little awkwardly, on the opposite shore of the lake, gulps down a few large mouthfuls of the water - and then

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[myrddin_wyllt]

Merlin may or may not have an inkling of what went down. At any rate, he'll be sitting on a rock nearby, observing the young dragon, and waiting for her to take notice.

He's in a good, calm mood, and will be glad to speak to her again.

Will send Galadriel as soon as her conversation with Armand is more advanced.

[needsmoarshiny]

Iskierka pauses in her grooming, and turns her head to look at him slyly. "If you are just going to sit there," she says, primly, "You might say hello, you know."

Sounds good!

[myrddin_wyllt]

His smile is fond and calm. "I was merely giving you space, my Lady of the Scales. Have you been well?"

[needsmoarshiny]

"Yes," she says, not quite gleefully, "And I have a friend and a champion now. And I won a battle."

[lorien_gal]

Galadriel was not looking to meet the dragon today - but when she spots the large and scaly princess by the lake, she pauses, sighs inwardly, and waits to be noticed.

She's -- apprehensive, for once.

Dragons aren't exactly known to be allies of the Eldar, after all.

[needsmoarshiny]

Dragon has just accidentally put her head too far underwater and is now snorting out water and shaking her head like a very large horse with a fly.

Until she notices Galadriel, and quickly attempts to look dignified. "What are you looking at?" She demands to know.

[lorien_gal]

"You," Galadriel replies - her tone is carefully neutral, controlled. She's shaking inwardly - talking to a dragon was never on her list of things she hoped to do one day.

She can't keep the visions of her brother's bodies, burnt to ashes.

[needsmoarshiny]

She snorts out another cloud of steam, shakes her head again, and settles back on her haunches, taloned paws curling and uncurling like a cat. "Well, of course," she says, "I meant, - oh, never mind. What are you here for? To talk to me?"