04.Jan.20, 08:53 PM
Well, that was certainly the truth, she thought. She figured out long ago that she had to be able to take on as much as possible and with grace if she was ever going to be fit to handle a goldrider position. Thriving under pressure was just one of those things she'd naturally possessed and honed from Hatchings to Hall. Thread would fall at some point, here, and her skills in Healing would be put to the test on dragonrider and dragon alike. Everything that had come before she had made sure she absorbed with a keen mind and a sharp memory. Especially when it came to dragons.
The warmth that spread up her arm and touched her heart made her bow her forehead against the egg's warm shell with a soft hum of thanks and a softer smile. L'gan and Semath were her touchstone - they'd gently encouraged her calm demeanour over the turns. As did the twins. Maybe they were like night and day but sweet Faranth did they show how beautiful the little moments were and how much she cherished them. All of those treasured memories, even the rush of the Hall, made her smile even wider.
"I'll see you on the Sands, lovely," she murmured. "Guess I should visit your other sparkling clutchmate, mm?" Her fingers trailed as she moved aside to let the next girl in, her fingers reluctant to leave the shell. That warmth, acceptance, and praise would keep her for a long while, she thought. Slipping into place for the second Queen egg, she took her time admiring the shell itself, the mottling, the shine and was so pleased that both eggs were so healthy. They'd grow into fine, strong, powerful dragons. Once it was her turn, she walked the whole way around the egg, her fingers against its surface until she found a spot that tugged at her.
There she placed her hand.
Egg 1
The warmth that spread up her arm and touched her heart made her bow her forehead against the egg's warm shell with a soft hum of thanks and a softer smile. L'gan and Semath were her touchstone - they'd gently encouraged her calm demeanour over the turns. As did the twins. Maybe they were like night and day but sweet Faranth did they show how beautiful the little moments were and how much she cherished them. All of those treasured memories, even the rush of the Hall, made her smile even wider.
"I'll see you on the Sands, lovely," she murmured. "Guess I should visit your other sparkling clutchmate, mm?" Her fingers trailed as she moved aside to let the next girl in, her fingers reluctant to leave the shell. That warmth, acceptance, and praise would keep her for a long while, she thought. Slipping into place for the second Queen egg, she took her time admiring the shell itself, the mottling, the shine and was so pleased that both eggs were so healthy. They'd grow into fine, strong, powerful dragons. Once it was her turn, she walked the whole way around the egg, her fingers against its surface until she found a spot that tugged at her.
There she placed her hand.
Egg 1