Title: Blue
Fandom: Dragonlance/Sword-Dancer Series
Pairing/Characters: Kitiara uth Matar, Skie, Deliliah
Content Notes: None
Prompt: July 18 - Dragonlance and Sword-Dancer Series: With a color as the title
These lands that Del explores are nothing like the homeland she is exiled from. There are strange beings, stranger creatures, and this one… huge, reptilian, graceful fills her view and she is unafraid. Only as an afterthought does she take in the human woman upon the creature whose hide is so blue as to rival sapphires in their brilliance.
"She's not afraid of us, Skie," the human says aloud, voice meant to carry, and Del can understand, because of the exile ritual that cast her here.
"I fear nothing on sight, and few on action," Del declares, and the woman laughs.
"Skie, should we keep this strange woman, so pale and pretty who carries her sword on her back like a gladiator?"
The blue creature turns its head to appraise Del with one baleful eye. "Such lack of fear is commendable," a basso voice comes from it, and Del stands her ground when the large head pokes toward her. "I would consent to allowing you to bring her back."
"I suggest you climb up here swiftly, as the army is not far behind me… and most of them will only see your curves, not that steel," the hard-muscled woman says with a quirk of her mouth that says much on her opinions of such.
Del doesn't hesitate. This woman has power, and the — Skie — Skie radiates it as well. If she is to be exiled, she wishes power of her own, to find her way home some day.
"Call me Del." She climbs swiftly, aided by one long line tossed down.
"Kitiara. And Skie, as mentioned."
No more words follow, as Skie flings himself back into the blue heavens above, and Del learns the thrill of wind rushing around her, tucked in behind Kitiara.
This is a good start here.
Fandom: Dragonlance/Sword-Dancer Series
Pairing/Characters: Kitiara uth Matar, Skie, Deliliah
Content Notes: None
Prompt: July 18 - Dragonlance and Sword-Dancer Series: With a color as the title
Blue
These lands that Del explores are nothing like the homeland she is exiled from. There are strange beings, stranger creatures, and this one… huge, reptilian, graceful fills her view and she is unafraid. Only as an afterthought does she take in the human woman upon the creature whose hide is so blue as to rival sapphires in their brilliance.
"She's not afraid of us, Skie," the human says aloud, voice meant to carry, and Del can understand, because of the exile ritual that cast her here.
"I fear nothing on sight, and few on action," Del declares, and the woman laughs.
"Skie, should we keep this strange woman, so pale and pretty who carries her sword on her back like a gladiator?"
The blue creature turns its head to appraise Del with one baleful eye. "Such lack of fear is commendable," a basso voice comes from it, and Del stands her ground when the large head pokes toward her. "I would consent to allowing you to bring her back."
"I suggest you climb up here swiftly, as the army is not far behind me… and most of them will only see your curves, not that steel," the hard-muscled woman says with a quirk of her mouth that says much on her opinions of such.
Del doesn't hesitate. This woman has power, and the — Skie — Skie radiates it as well. If she is to be exiled, she wishes power of her own, to find her way home some day.
"Call me Del." She climbs swiftly, aided by one long line tossed down.
"Kitiara. And Skie, as mentioned."
No more words follow, as Skie flings himself back into the blue heavens above, and Del learns the thrill of wind rushing around her, tucked in behind Kitiara.
This is a good start here.