What are you wearing? I told you to change. Mine, you can't be seen in public like that. You are my rider. You represent us when you go out! You know you look awful in that color. It clashes. Did you at least use the scented oils I suggested? Lyraeth was watching her rider with distaste, her eyes whirling a muted, but content green. Resa had chosen a green tunic with a lighter colored belt, that Lyraeth insisted was too close to yellow to be worn. They nearly matched. That was so five turns ago. It couldn't happen.
"I think it looks nice."
We can't match! I can't change the color of my hide to match your whims! At least wear something that brings out your eyes. A lovely shade of blue, perhaps, or maybe keep the green with a darker belt.
"I look fine. Come on."
Echoes of Pern [Closed]
A Dragonriders of Pern B/C RP
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