It's a name but not a name all at once - another language, another tongue, meaning something simple but with warmth to it as well. Kelytha is going to be a good steed, a good horse, and she is going to do what she can to take care of her budding pack; her horse, her dragon, her bird, her friends. Dany and Jon are... Something, something that is hard for her to name, but...
She is careful as she looks between them, her gaze awkward and unsure before she breathes out. They're accepting of her, of her strangeness, her oddness, and she can accept it.
"I will get her to give me something," Lauralae nods, careful. She won't push Urmyria, but she is sure if she asks nicely enough... "If you trust in this... Then I will as well."
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She is careful as she looks between them, her gaze awkward and unsure before she breathes out. They're accepting of her, of her strangeness, her oddness, and she can accept it.
"I will get her to give me something," Lauralae nods, careful. She won't push Urmyria, but she is sure if she asks nicely enough... "If you trust in this... Then I will as well."