22.Jun.18, 05:31 AM
Madiquel giggled at the good natured bickering between her friend and his dragon, siding with Xyxyth but not actually coming out and saying it. She thought Ayontay would make a good Weyrleader, but she figured he’d have to … well, maybe not want the rank – she knew most of the current Weyrleaders hadn’t really wanted to be Weyrleader – but at least be confident that they’d do a better job than some other rider. Ayontay didn’t think that well of himself, but she was sure Xyxyth would change that! Ayontay had the makings to be a really great dragonrider, he just had to believe himself!
“You’re lucky its not reliant on flying a gold anymore,” Madiquel teased, knowing that if that was still the way it was done, there would be no way for Ayontay to get out of Xyxyth making him a Weyrleader! She giggled, amused by the vague similarities between the older dragon and the newly hatched. Her attention returned to her friend as he squeezed her hand back, and she stepped closer, bumping her shoulder against his good naturedly and petting Xyxyth on the head, gently scratching his eyeridge.
A’tay’s words falling away had her looking up at him curiously, slightly worried, and she followed his gaze to see his family coming towards them. Her face broke out into a wide grin and she waved happily. His parents still intimidated her slightly, not because they weren’t nice, but because she didn’t know them. She really liked Ayontay’s aunt, though, and when the woman was close enough she trotted over to her and gave her a hug, a silent thank you for her reassurance during the Hatching. “I like your family,” she teased, holding Eridella’s hand and grinning smugly at A’tay. She wasn’t going to help him escape them, not at all!
“You’re lucky its not reliant on flying a gold anymore,” Madiquel teased, knowing that if that was still the way it was done, there would be no way for Ayontay to get out of Xyxyth making him a Weyrleader! She giggled, amused by the vague similarities between the older dragon and the newly hatched. Her attention returned to her friend as he squeezed her hand back, and she stepped closer, bumping her shoulder against his good naturedly and petting Xyxyth on the head, gently scratching his eyeridge.
A’tay’s words falling away had her looking up at him curiously, slightly worried, and she followed his gaze to see his family coming towards them. Her face broke out into a wide grin and she waved happily. His parents still intimidated her slightly, not because they weren’t nice, but because she didn’t know them. She really liked Ayontay’s aunt, though, and when the woman was close enough she trotted over to her and gave her a hug, a silent thank you for her reassurance during the Hatching. “I like your family,” she teased, holding Eridella’s hand and grinning smugly at A’tay. She wasn’t going to help him escape them, not at all!