08.Aug.13, 02:31 AM
Morith rumbled with laughter at Caymath's comment about feeding Candidates to the whers. I don't think the whers would have them, the bronze replied, amused. He did detect a hint of the paranoia that the blue associated with the creatures and passed the information on the V'riy to make a note of. It might be something to pay attention to. One never knew.
If we were North… the dragon trailed off, wishing that he just had the freedom to go North if he wanted to. Having only one Weyr to choose from and no way to visit anywhere else was very frustrating. Of course he would want to prosper with the dragons at his Weyr, but not having the freedom to fly the skies of Pern whenever he wished rankled the bronze deeply. He hated being confined to the South.
If we could go North, things might be different, the dragon commented to Caymath wistfully.
V'riy, meanwhile, was enjoying his first good conversation with a weyr"brat" and was happy to see his opinion of J'di had been justified. If the boy was any indication of how she would handle training Weyrlings, then her students would be much improved by the time they graduated.
He smiled kindly at the boy when Faredin mentioned pretending to soar above the ground as a dragon. His guess was that Faredin was still pretending to be a dragon now and then, but it was impressive to see that the boy could be so mature at his age. J'di's son was fast proving to be the polar opposite of Quenym.
"You aren't far off the mark, actually, pretending, from what the real thing feels like when you're bonded with one. It's very strange and a bit disorienting to be able to feel the wind rushing over your wings while you are standing on the ground watching your dragon fly overhead. It takes some getting used to, but you look like a quick learner." The bronzerider grinned and winked at the boy.
"What do you hope for, Faredin? Green, Blue, Brown, Bronze?"
V'riy, meanwhile, was enjoying his first good conversation with a weyr"brat" and was happy to see his opinion of J'di had been justified. If the boy was any indication of how she would handle training Weyrlings, then her students would be much improved by the time they graduated.
He smiled kindly at the boy when Faredin mentioned pretending to soar above the ground as a dragon. His guess was that Faredin was still pretending to be a dragon now and then, but it was impressive to see that the boy could be so mature at his age. J'di's son was fast proving to be the polar opposite of Quenym.
"You aren't far off the mark, actually, pretending, from what the real thing feels like when you're bonded with one. It's very strange and a bit disorienting to be able to feel the wind rushing over your wings while you are standing on the ground watching your dragon fly overhead. It takes some getting used to, but you look like a quick learner." The bronzerider grinned and winked at the boy.
"What do you hope for, Faredin? Green, Blue, Brown, Bronze?"