Gangsta

Trying to paw at the wibbly wobbly shape that reminded of Drik, Nyx was having the time of her life as she was trying to rub on it. It of course only needed love! Then Drik would come out and play with her. Pausing her gentle play pats, she jumped and became quite fluffy at the bird. Her back arching as she hissed slightly, not as used to birds and if anything seen them as mean as they picked on her so.

“Nyx?” Kaz called as he felt that strange feeling of displeasure from his dragon, looking around as he started lifting up tablecloths to find the multi-legged bean. “What is it Nyx?”

It finally occurred to the dragon that this was not the dark noodle. No, this was another strange thing. Maybe also noodle but not the noodle she knew and trusted. Hissing as the shape bubbled, Kaz was more frantically lifting up to look under when he suddenly stopped. A strange shadow moving as he headed right over to find his little kitty all sort of unhappy.

“Nyx, don’t hiss at strangers!” He huffed at her, her fur suddenly starting to soothe back down as she blinked her blue eyes at her rider. Mrowing softly as she pawed over to him, rubbing her head against his hand as he reached out a hand to the shadow. “Now who are you pretty little wibble wobble? Can I pet you and call you pretty?”

Kaz wasn’t sure what Nyx had found, but if it found its way into Ix’s home it was bound to be on the safe side. Not realizing this was who the party was for.

The raven fluffing back up at the hissing cat, it was just trying to protect its companion, bound together and feeling that nervousness at the strange new dragon trying to play patty cake with her. Rim wasn't oppoooosed, at least, until the raven had arrived and everyone was suddenly the big upsetty.

Just drawing the shadows closer around her, the mist oozed out even more to try and obscure her. Probably not helping as it spilled out from under the table like Kaz were hiding a fog machine. The raven hopped on up to wing slap the other's hand away from its dragon, though this only made her coo in distress at it. Making some tongue clicks and soft bird chirps at the creature until it huffed and went back to sit next to the lantern. "S-Sorry.. You can if you want..." Inching closer, what looked like a feathered crest soon lifted itself from the shadows. The darkness giving away to an eyeless dragon with a tattered beak. "I.. I'm Rim. Are you the special guest?"

Getting his hand slapped away, Nyx started growling again until he kissed her soft forehead and told her it was alllllll right. The bird was a displeased one now, which was far. The pair were having a hissing war when he found them. Both were still more than likely ippity about the entire thing, but didn’t mean he didn’t sigh so disappointed at the bird all the same.

Blinking as a stutter-y voice finally answered him, the bubbly shadows moved towards him. Slowly from it came the head shape of a dragon, leaving him blinking before he indeed reached his hand back out to ruffle her head feathers so gently.

“Why hello the Rim, you are a pretty little shadow noodle.” He told her, Nyx calming and laying down, flailing so playfully at her until Kaz told her that wasn’t what good kitties did. Her big blue eyes staring sooooo sadly at him as she meowed, but told now again she just became a long cat loaf waiting her turn to touch. “I am not the special guest, it’s my darling’s dragon. Rimla i think it was? Ix didn’t tell me much but said I should meet them.” Humming, he kept petting her for a moment before he turned to the wiggle butt that was Nyx, eyes focused on a pair of feet walking by that she suddenly darted after, leaving Kaz to just talk with the pretty tattered dragon.

Slowly pulling the rest of herself out of the shadows, Rim was much bigger than she appeared. Taking up most of the space under the table beyond her head and long neck that had come out first. Tucking feathered wings as close to her body as possible, she barely fit so that none of her actually peeked out from under the cloth. The eye in her lantern blinked, it's soft glow flickering slightly with the action since she didn't have an eye of her own in the black abyss in her head.

The party was for her? She didn't remember doing anything deserving of a party. Fidgeting slightly, she glanced over to the small cat that looked to be waiting for something, feeling bad when she realized it probably wanted to be pet as well. And here she was taking up all the other's attention when they weren't even her rider! Shrinking away, she brought her head back to lay on her arms. "Th-Thank you. It seems a bit much though, is it really all just for me?" Something else struck her though that Kaz said. "You're Ix's new.." pausing slightly, she fumbled for a nicety, "Special friend?" It had been awhile, but she sounded rather happy that he had someone new. She knew that her rider got lonely easily, and this person seemed surprisingly gentle compared to the others.

The person in question was just returning with the last plate of food, everything prepared for, they were only waiting on his little lady's return. "Keep an eye out," Ix's voice rang out, over the courtyard, "She's hard to spot sometimes even in broad daylight!"

Continuing to stroke the feathery crested female, he moved his arm slightly so the watch wouldn’t dig into her head or anything soft and delicate. It wasn’t a rough piece of work, but it never hurt to be more careful. It gave him time to make sure the numbers were still going down as well, with it pausing quite a few times he was waiting to see when it did next. Was there a reason behind it? Was it pausing at important parts that needed all the time in the world? Shaking his head, he didn’t want to bring himself down with those thoughts when it was meant to be a party! It took a moment more to comprehend that this leaky little lady was the Rimla. Though another part of him had already put together the pieces and was less surprised.

“Of course, Ix was so excited that you were coming home! We had to get ready for your arrival, and make you feel so happy and loved. What sort of rider wouldn’t do something like that for his pretty dragon?” Well, a bad one, but Ix was not a bad rider. He was loving and sweet, thoughts that left his heart fluttering a little from the gay thoughts.

“Gay!” Nyx pipped up, now getting eye rolls from Kaz but he gave her a nice chin scratch as well as she stretched out, gently touching RImla as she curled up while Kaz watched her carefully. She was more used to the semi alive, semi dead noodle who was napping away his life.

“Well, I am his hostage. It’s a loooong story, one I’m sure Ix will happily lay and tell you.” Hearing the ginger call that she was hard to spot, Kaz was already chuckling as he got up. Holding up the table cloth for her to come out. “Come on, let's go see him! Don’t you want to see him so excited?”