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24.Dec.20, 02:42 AM
“Just a short walk. It’s a bit chilly to be walking for more than a mile or two. Running isn’t too bad, but walking?” He shook his head and gave a mock shiver. “Maybe we could walk back, once the sun’s warmed the ground and air a bit. But to get there I’ve arranged a ride over with young rider and dragon. There’s a clearing about a half mile up the trace from my little project. I figure we can fly straight there and enjoy the view. We don’t need the colder between on top of the current chill.”
He offered his elbow and escorted her out to where the brown and his rider waited, then handed Zahrah up and settled himself behind her, wrapping his arms snugly around her waist, though they were secure enough that it wasn’t entirely necessary. He just enjoyed having her in his arms. With a deft leap skywards, they were up and over the lip of the Bowl, massive wings spread to glide easily the eight or so miles to the clearing.
Snow had kissed the landscape the night before, and the clean white blanket was blinding in the reflected sunlight. It was a stunning image, the stark contrast of the rough grays and browns against the crisp bright iciness. The clearing came up beneath them, and they dismounted, and he grinned as the brown spoke to all and bid them farewell. Wrapping an arm around her to ward off the chill, he guided her down the trace.
“Venan has had be keeping Tradition and making sure the shelters are kept in good repair and free of greens. It’s easier this time of year, though, for sure. I wanted to get the thoughts of someone familiar with the Weyr though, to make sure it was all up to snuff. Fresh eyes. Just in case I missed something.” He eyed her sideways a bit, watching her reaction. “I would ask one of the riders, but I want to make sure that whoever I ask will be brutally honest with me about it.” He smirked a bit at her. “And you are the most honest person I know.”
The little building was just visible ahead on the trace now, and he guided her in its direction to swing by before heading to their actual destination up the hill, but that would be after. Resisting the urge to swipe a hand through his hair, he pulled her neatly against his side as they walked.
He offered his elbow and escorted her out to where the brown and his rider waited, then handed Zahrah up and settled himself behind her, wrapping his arms snugly around her waist, though they were secure enough that it wasn’t entirely necessary. He just enjoyed having her in his arms. With a deft leap skywards, they were up and over the lip of the Bowl, massive wings spread to glide easily the eight or so miles to the clearing.
Snow had kissed the landscape the night before, and the clean white blanket was blinding in the reflected sunlight. It was a stunning image, the stark contrast of the rough grays and browns against the crisp bright iciness. The clearing came up beneath them, and they dismounted, and he grinned as the brown spoke to all and bid them farewell. Wrapping an arm around her to ward off the chill, he guided her down the trace.
“Venan has had be keeping Tradition and making sure the shelters are kept in good repair and free of greens. It’s easier this time of year, though, for sure. I wanted to get the thoughts of someone familiar with the Weyr though, to make sure it was all up to snuff. Fresh eyes. Just in case I missed something.” He eyed her sideways a bit, watching her reaction. “I would ask one of the riders, but I want to make sure that whoever I ask will be brutally honest with me about it.” He smirked a bit at her. “And you are the most honest person I know.”
The little building was just visible ahead on the trace now, and he guided her in its direction to swing by before heading to their actual destination up the hill, but that would be after. Resisting the urge to swipe a hand through his hair, he pulled her neatly against his side as they walked.
