{SE} Fool Me Once

My offer is met with an eager nod, something that surprised me. I had thought at dragons would be more used to a finer caliber of craftsmanship, but I am eager to show off my skills regardless. ”It is a pity you came across me, and not my sister. She is a masterful weaver, and far faster than I.” I settle into a comfortable sitting position, nestled by the long grass, then turn to watch the dragon settle, a wide grin on my face. ”I suppose you will just have to bear my company a spell longer than you would have to otherwise.” I laugh, throwing my head back, though it is cut off prematurely as I hear a rustle through the grass, opening my eyes to see a handful of grass being offered out. I accept them almost immediately, not wanting to offend the great dragon, and begin to sort through them, just by touch. I don’t want to take my eyes off the dragon now, and maybe if I search it’s features long enough I can find the pieces I’m missing. ”Thank you. This will make it go by a little faster.” Once I have the grasses sorted, I set aside my half finished basket, and I begin to weave. This is a bigger basket than I have attempted before, but it is for a big creature. ”Are you going to attempt to catch the sun?” My tone is casual now, the presence of the dragon feeling like less of a shock and more like the soothing company of an old or new friend. Tarasha They are neither pink nor pale; And they will never be all mine;