Lyfrocier was--on edge, perhaps. A better word is something more like
nervous or
fretful, but he can't quite narrow it down without working himself into a bit of a tizzy. He'd paced and prowled near constantly while getting ready for the Feast, choosing a well-tailored light ensemble he knew complimented Guarath's hide. She'd even approved it herself, as if there had ever been any doubt--still, having a little oversight in the form of his dragon was...nice.
Just nice? Is that all?It's wonderful. How's that?Better.Once he was done, he had little else to do but wait--he knew Sablie would show up soon, and alongside her new lifemate at that. Lyf wasn't
surprised that she'd Impressed; to be shocked would imply that he'd doubted her, and he'd expected it to only be a matter of time after Guarath had found him. The fact that Hers was a
White was certainly interesting, although he was far more concerned with what Totobath was like than the color of her hide. She was Sablie's, and considering that he was--
Well. He wanted to know the dragon that had chosen her, and he was eager to get the chance.
Heads up, Mine. Guarath's voice snapped him back to attention, her eyes whirling purple and blue as she spotted Sablie and Totobath in the crowd. She crooned, already excited to see where the conversation Lyfrocier had planned would go--now that she'd found them, it could begin properly.
Would you like me to inform them that we're here?Please. I'll be-- I might. Get something to eat, perhaps. Do you think she'd want anything?Let me ask. Chuckling quietly to herself, Guarath turned her attention back to Sablie, reaching out gently to her first--she didn't want to startle little Totobath and risk spoiling the night, especially not when they had so much to talk about.
Oh, look at you. There's clear pride in Guarath's mindvoice, almost as if she's preening.
You flatterer. Don't think I don't see that ribbon--you've got excellent taste in colors, if I do say so myself. Was she smug? Perhaps. Lyfrocier, meanwhile, rolls his eyes, retrieving a plate and only somewhat awkwardly approaching the food.
Would you like anything from the tables? Mine's gone to pick up a bite--I can have him collect you on the way back as well! I'm just dying to meet Totobath. 
