14.Jun.13, 10:50 AM
"No, that's true," he assented. Emotions had been running high that day; anger, sadness, happiness, fear, confusion, regret, whatever you wanted to call it. Someone had to have been feeling it, somewhere within the Weyr and even without. L'varl had never been particularly good at attaching his loyalty to someone beyond what was wise; he wasn't distinctly trusting by nature, and giving someone the benefit of his support was hard-won. He wasn't an open dissenter by any means. That was more effort than it was worth, and frankly foolish to boot. With tensions running high already, people were confused and frightened. The future wasn't clear--never had been, really, but the waters were murkier than they'd been since Katila had come into being.
The bronzerider was confident enough in himself and his dragon to know that, whatever happened, they would be okay. They both had a level of confidence that they hadn't possessed before the exile; living isolated from other dragons for so long might have aided in that, but also having to take part in establishing the hierarchy of the new Weyr when Nirinath's call had eventually come. Korutath had had the most trouble adjusting. Not being the biggest bronze in the Weyr, and certainly not the most aggressive, it was a bit of a shock going from top dog out there on his own to solidly middle-of-the-pack.
He took a moment to respond to S'kef's questions regarding B'run. The bronzerider had never been of particular interest to L'varl, though they obviously had the obligatory shared bond of being bronzeriders. Korutath could make friends with anyone if he truly put his mind to it (which, he felt inclined to point out, he wasn't doing right now), so he'd probably had more conversations with Olemuth than L'varl had had with his rider. "I think he could be problematic if someone were to plant ideas in his head. He doesn't strike me as much of a leader. Doesn't have much of a drive, and from what I've seen, he tries to keep himself out of the limelight." He nodded to himself, satisfied with his evaluation. "Definitely worth keeping an eye on, but I don't think he qualifies as a genuine threat just yet."
The bronzerider was confident enough in himself and his dragon to know that, whatever happened, they would be okay. They both had a level of confidence that they hadn't possessed before the exile; living isolated from other dragons for so long might have aided in that, but also having to take part in establishing the hierarchy of the new Weyr when Nirinath's call had eventually come. Korutath had had the most trouble adjusting. Not being the biggest bronze in the Weyr, and certainly not the most aggressive, it was a bit of a shock going from top dog out there on his own to solidly middle-of-the-pack.
He took a moment to respond to S'kef's questions regarding B'run. The bronzerider had never been of particular interest to L'varl, though they obviously had the obligatory shared bond of being bronzeriders. Korutath could make friends with anyone if he truly put his mind to it (which, he felt inclined to point out, he wasn't doing right now), so he'd probably had more conversations with Olemuth than L'varl had had with his rider. "I think he could be problematic if someone were to plant ideas in his head. He doesn't strike me as much of a leader. Doesn't have much of a drive, and from what I've seen, he tries to keep himself out of the limelight." He nodded to himself, satisfied with his evaluation. "Definitely worth keeping an eye on, but I don't think he qualifies as a genuine threat just yet."
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