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19.Apr.14, 10:34 AM
T’ryn always loved watching the wings practice even before he had a dragon of his own. His theory was that one day he would be a part of a wing and it was to his benefit to learn drills and formations. There was also something wonderful about watching so many dragons flying together as well. Now that he had bonded to a bronze, T’ryn couldn’t help but hold onto the new hope that he would lead a wing one day. Perhaps, he added hastily to his dreams, with not the same methods as R’nya. That man had some strange ideas for warm ups and group activities. It was fun watching grown men – his father included – play silly games though.
Speaking of his father, it seemed practice was over and R’nd was currently stripping off layers of clothing and dabbing a towel to his face. Just like with silly warm-ups, there were cool downs as well and the dragonriders were left sweaty and sometimes grumpy. As he watched R’nd affectionately pet Ayyonth’s neck and laugh at something the blue must have said, the usual desire to purposely talk to R’nd took hold stronger than ever.
Why was he still listening to his mom and keeping everything a secret? He was nearly thirteen and a man grown! He also Impressed to a bronze, so he definitely had a say in whether or not R’nd should know he had another son. This was the perfect time as well. R’nd was mostly alone with his wingmates starting to head their own ways and B’jin wasn’t around. It was nice to see people in love but those two seemed to be glued at the hips some days and it made it hard to approach either of them.Then go to him and tell him everything that’s on your mind, Syrendryth put in with a yawn. He had enjoyed watching the wing practice curled up in the sun with his eyes closed.
Running out of ideas to keep him from moving, T’ryn finally jumped to his feet and tried not to run as he made his way over to the blue pair. Syrendryth took a moment before following and sat down a few feet behind his rider as moral support. “Hello, R’nd,” that was a good start! Greetings were always civilized and gained the proper attention. Now, he just had to find a way to point out his parentage in the same easy manner.
Speaking of his father, it seemed practice was over and R’nd was currently stripping off layers of clothing and dabbing a towel to his face. Just like with silly warm-ups, there were cool downs as well and the dragonriders were left sweaty and sometimes grumpy. As he watched R’nd affectionately pet Ayyonth’s neck and laugh at something the blue must have said, the usual desire to purposely talk to R’nd took hold stronger than ever.
Why was he still listening to his mom and keeping everything a secret? He was nearly thirteen and a man grown! He also Impressed to a bronze, so he definitely had a say in whether or not R’nd should know he had another son. This was the perfect time as well. R’nd was mostly alone with his wingmates starting to head their own ways and B’jin wasn’t around. It was nice to see people in love but those two seemed to be glued at the hips some days and it made it hard to approach either of them.
Running out of ideas to keep him from moving, T’ryn finally jumped to his feet and tried not to run as he made his way over to the blue pair. Syrendryth took a moment before following and sat down a few feet behind his rider as moral support. “Hello, R’nd,” that was a good start! Greetings were always civilized and gained the proper attention. Now, he just had to find a way to point out his parentage in the same easy manner.
