07.Mar.12, 08:15 PM
"You don't have to be as confident, Breeccan. I am almost insanely optomistic. And they may not want to be trained in our way, but it'll be trained or go hungry. There is no infrastrucutre here they can't trade or much as there are no holds." she points out. Sitting back in the chair she blinked when Breccan changed the conversation to Dragonriders.
"I've met a few, D'ren- the male leader of the Weyr-kind of like the Lord Holder- only better more intelligent-minus the edict." she growled. "Anyway he's nice his dragon.. Ronarth, is a sweetheart. Warm and big kind of like a hug... I know it sounds crazy." She reaches for the cup again and drink it. "Ok, this is cool and unappealing.." She puts the kettle back over the hearth.
"Postivie, I do not know if I call them positive, Curious, intelligent, exciting mysterious. They felt so.. alive." she begins. "So new, so innocent, and yet as old as the mountain. I think they'll make right companions for whom ever they choose. Though here is hoping.." she winked.
"I've met a few, D'ren- the male leader of the Weyr-kind of like the Lord Holder- only better more intelligent-minus the edict." she growled. "Anyway he's nice his dragon.. Ronarth, is a sweetheart. Warm and big kind of like a hug... I know it sounds crazy." She reaches for the cup again and drink it. "Ok, this is cool and unappealing.." She puts the kettle back over the hearth.
"Postivie, I do not know if I call them positive, Curious, intelligent, exciting mysterious. They felt so.. alive." she begins. "So new, so innocent, and yet as old as the mountain. I think they'll make right companions for whom ever they choose. Though here is hoping.." she winked.