15.Dec.19, 04:41 AM
There were so many ‘ifs’ attached to Caz’s wonderful offer. There had to be a gold egg, the gold had to Impress to her, Caz had to stick around for a couple of years. But still, Katiryn couldn’t help but be excited by the prospect of doing tricks with her own dragon and having a handsome man make her special gear and she smiled, genuinely happy with her new friend and what the future might bring.
“Huh? Oh, between is just…” she waved her hand dismissively as she tried to think of the right way to explain it. She really didn’t know why some people feared it and now she wondered what holders thought it was thanks to Caz’s vague statements about drunken stories. “It’s really not bad. It’s over between one breath and the next, though it is chilly. That’s about it, really. Well, when a dragon is dying, they do seem to prefer to go between for their final rest but other than the quick jumps, no one living lingers there that I know of so there’s not much else to know about it.” It really was an odd place if she stopped to think about it. Where was it and how did the living that passed through it never stumble across… well, she didn’t want to think much further on that subject, especially while eating.
“Anyway! I’ll happily continue to dispel any crazy stories you may have heard any time you want to get together.” Katiryn dropped her not-so-subtle hint that she wanted to see more of Caz at the same time confirming how strongly she believed the leatherworker would be allowed to stay. “But first, eat up and then we’ll find the Weyrleader.”
“Huh? Oh, between is just…” she waved her hand dismissively as she tried to think of the right way to explain it. She really didn’t know why some people feared it and now she wondered what holders thought it was thanks to Caz’s vague statements about drunken stories. “It’s really not bad. It’s over between one breath and the next, though it is chilly. That’s about it, really. Well, when a dragon is dying, they do seem to prefer to go between for their final rest but other than the quick jumps, no one living lingers there that I know of so there’s not much else to know about it.” It really was an odd place if she stopped to think about it. Where was it and how did the living that passed through it never stumble across… well, she didn’t want to think much further on that subject, especially while eating.
“Anyway! I’ll happily continue to dispel any crazy stories you may have heard any time you want to get together.” Katiryn dropped her not-so-subtle hint that she wanted to see more of Caz at the same time confirming how strongly she believed the leatherworker would be allowed to stay. “But first, eat up and then we’ll find the Weyrleader.”