06.Feb.13, 11:43 PM
"I've seen a few of the Weyrs when I was traveling." Jada smiled, thinking back to the large stone Weyrs. The towers of Fort, the smooth walls that had been carved to house more than three times the number of dragons that lived here at this 'shanty town'. "Yet strangely enough it was Fort Weyr I never got to see, even though I grew up in Harper Hall. So I stopped, on my way back from Ruatha."
She tilted her head, blinking at Ellaira as the woman spoke of where she grew up. "Never saw Telgar." But it was hard not to imagine it, as Ellaira described it. So many people, bustling about? So much life in one place? An hour, to walk across the bowl? It took an hour to walk across all of Katila, depending on your pace.
"Krypth never gives me time to miss home." Jada reflected. "I keep myself so busy, and I don't-"
She didn't miss it, not the way she should.
What was there for her, in the world that she had left behind? Her mother's life? A Master Harper, a teacher, a mother? What had she lost by coming here? Every so often she would have urges, was that all? She'd gained a partner, another piece of her, someone to drive her, to push her to be more than mediocre.
"Anyways," Jada shoved herself upwards, eying her clothing and running fingers through her drying hair, "I'm starting to get nipply. Nippy. Naked. Should we go see what grub we can scrounge up?"
She tilted her head, blinking at Ellaira as the woman spoke of where she grew up. "Never saw Telgar." But it was hard not to imagine it, as Ellaira described it. So many people, bustling about? So much life in one place? An hour, to walk across the bowl? It took an hour to walk across all of Katila, depending on your pace.
"Krypth never gives me time to miss home." Jada reflected. "I keep myself so busy, and I don't-"
She didn't miss it, not the way she should.
What was there for her, in the world that she had left behind? Her mother's life? A Master Harper, a teacher, a mother? What had she lost by coming here? Every so often she would have urges, was that all? She'd gained a partner, another piece of her, someone to drive her, to push her to be more than mediocre.
"Anyways," Jada shoved herself upwards, eying her clothing and running fingers through her drying hair, "I'm starting to get nipply. Nippy. Naked. Should we go see what grub we can scrounge up?"