28.Sep.19, 11:10 AM
Sh’dar let B’kit go to his room unaccompanied, thinking the young dragon may prefer not to wake up to a stranger in his space. No purpose needlessly frightening the dragonet. He waited patiently for B’kit to return, smiling at the unsure blue.
“Hello, Erebuth,” Sh’dar said kindly, noting how nervous the dragonet was. That wasn’t terribly unusual for Weyrlings, especially within the first month or two. It was even a little endearing. Adraith agreed, and he gently returned the nose touch.
Hello, little one, the bronze said affectionately. He loved young dragons and couldn’t help but want to give them guidance. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Carefully Adraith lay down, positioning himself in a way that invited Erebuth over if he felt comfortable doing so while avoiding encroaching on Erebuth’s space.
In order to help the clearly anxious little blue from getting overwhelmed, Sh’dar pointedly kept his attention on B’kit after his initial greeting to Erebuth. That let Erebuth only have to deal with Adraith, which hopefully would be less stressful (it usually was, dragons tended to more easily get along with dragons and Adraith was particularly good with younger ones). Instead, Sh’dar started a conversation with his son.
“He’s looking much improved,” Sh’dar said, pleased. He remembered how poorly all the dragonets looked at the Hatching, and Erebuth absolutely looked healthier than any of them had then. Improvement was good, especially considering where Erebuth had started. B’kit should be proud.
“Hello, Erebuth,” Sh’dar said kindly, noting how nervous the dragonet was. That wasn’t terribly unusual for Weyrlings, especially within the first month or two. It was even a little endearing. Adraith agreed, and he gently returned the nose touch.
Hello, little one, the bronze said affectionately. He loved young dragons and couldn’t help but want to give them guidance. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Carefully Adraith lay down, positioning himself in a way that invited Erebuth over if he felt comfortable doing so while avoiding encroaching on Erebuth’s space.
In order to help the clearly anxious little blue from getting overwhelmed, Sh’dar pointedly kept his attention on B’kit after his initial greeting to Erebuth. That let Erebuth only have to deal with Adraith, which hopefully would be less stressful (it usually was, dragons tended to more easily get along with dragons and Adraith was particularly good with younger ones). Instead, Sh’dar started a conversation with his son.
“He’s looking much improved,” Sh’dar said, pleased. He remembered how poorly all the dragonets looked at the Hatching, and Erebuth absolutely looked healthier than any of them had then. Improvement was good, especially considering where Erebuth had started. B’kit should be proud.