10.Aug.19, 01:40 AM
Things were looking bright and sunny once again in the life of R'nd. He still didn't want to think too much on how easily B'jin could be swayed into believing rumours about him. What that said about the trust he had in him? After so many years of being together and not straying outside of odd Flight games their dragons played, he almost lost B'jin. That had rattled R'nd and reminded him about why he didn't stick around long enough to form deep attachments because everyone always left him in the end. But it worked out, that was the important part.
And one of his kids was Standing! Now that he knew about Mylorah, R'nd didn't want to miss any of the Hatchings she attended, wanting to show his support for her. She was still slow to trust him and his relatives and let them in--which he couldn't blame since he had the same tendencies--but he felt she'd appreciate seeing him there for her. When he had believed she was a friend or girlfriend of one of his sons, R'nd had been impressed by the way she stood her ground against dragonets, willing to protect others at the risk of injury to herself. Now that he knew she was his daughter, he was beyond proud of her.
And now a bit afraid for her. He had a feeling she'd be playing protector again if the rumours he had heard were close to the truth. He liked Casa from the times T'ryn would bring her to dinner and he had crossed paths with Nerreh a few times and liked him as well. They were good kids that got caught up in an awkward situation thanks to their dragons--something he knew all about. R'nd wasn't going to cast blame on anyone no matter what had or would happen.
As they arrived at Ista, Ayyonth tensed, not liking the atmosphere of the Weyr and it only grew worse as they approached the Sands. R'nd frowned at B'jin, knowing even his mate would notice the tension. Ayyonth wasn't really one to follow the crowd, and while he respected Thallyath both as a gold and clutch mother, he started humming. The little ones deserved a warmer welcome than they were getting.
R'nd affectionately patted Ayyonth when he noticed what the blue was doing. He was a pain in the ass most of the time, but still a good boy under it all. Once B'jin was on the ground, R'nd took his hand, giving it a light squeeze with a smile and escorted him over to the stands, finding seats behind their sons.
And one of his kids was Standing! Now that he knew about Mylorah, R'nd didn't want to miss any of the Hatchings she attended, wanting to show his support for her. She was still slow to trust him and his relatives and let them in--which he couldn't blame since he had the same tendencies--but he felt she'd appreciate seeing him there for her. When he had believed she was a friend or girlfriend of one of his sons, R'nd had been impressed by the way she stood her ground against dragonets, willing to protect others at the risk of injury to herself. Now that he knew she was his daughter, he was beyond proud of her.
And now a bit afraid for her. He had a feeling she'd be playing protector again if the rumours he had heard were close to the truth. He liked Casa from the times T'ryn would bring her to dinner and he had crossed paths with Nerreh a few times and liked him as well. They were good kids that got caught up in an awkward situation thanks to their dragons--something he knew all about. R'nd wasn't going to cast blame on anyone no matter what had or would happen.
As they arrived at Ista, Ayyonth tensed, not liking the atmosphere of the Weyr and it only grew worse as they approached the Sands. R'nd frowned at B'jin, knowing even his mate would notice the tension. Ayyonth wasn't really one to follow the crowd, and while he respected Thallyath both as a gold and clutch mother, he started humming. The little ones deserved a warmer welcome than they were getting.
R'nd affectionately patted Ayyonth when he noticed what the blue was doing. He was a pain in the ass most of the time, but still a good boy under it all. Once B'jin was on the ground, R'nd took his hand, giving it a light squeeze with a smile and escorted him over to the stands, finding seats behind their sons.