31.Jan.21, 01:02 AM
“Not so much Runners as other couriers. Occasionally Runners might stay with a particular Hold and learn to ride. From what I saw, only the wealthiest Lords kept horses for Runners. Most of us only had our own two feet. And maybe a firelizard.” As if in agreement, Rudi chittered and dove briefly before flitting ahead on the trace once more, leaving her smiling at his antics.
She laughed easily with the blue rider as he expressed his enjoyment of the exercise. “It’s almost it’s own type of flying, in a way. Being able to just run” The sun was beginning to rise, brightening the horizon. She watched the blue roll lazily above them, noting the interesting splotches of color across his back as the light caught his unique hide. It really was quite striking.
“I’ve been here nearly a full Turn. I couldn’t go any further in my craft, and I had no interest in settling for managing a station with a holder husband, so, last spring, I let my feet take me to Fort and was Searched. Hopefully a pair of wings can take me to the places the runner craft couldn’t.” She barely managed to keep her feet when he asked about the healer classes, only her well-honed instincts and training catching her before she could misstep. Those classes, damn them. Hm… “No, not yet. An arrangement had been made for me to help with the Weyrwoman’s children in exchange for being permitted to Stand. I’ve also been learning another craft and assisting another gold rider, the skills I’m learning proving useful to the Weyr, as well. Should I Impress, I will of course do as asked and take the Healer courses upon graduation.” She let the silence hang for a moment, the only sounds coming from their feet on the trace. “What about you? You came from a Hold?”
She laughed easily with the blue rider as he expressed his enjoyment of the exercise. “It’s almost it’s own type of flying, in a way. Being able to just run” The sun was beginning to rise, brightening the horizon. She watched the blue roll lazily above them, noting the interesting splotches of color across his back as the light caught his unique hide. It really was quite striking.
“I’ve been here nearly a full Turn. I couldn’t go any further in my craft, and I had no interest in settling for managing a station with a holder husband, so, last spring, I let my feet take me to Fort and was Searched. Hopefully a pair of wings can take me to the places the runner craft couldn’t.” She barely managed to keep her feet when he asked about the healer classes, only her well-honed instincts and training catching her before she could misstep. Those classes, damn them. Hm… “No, not yet. An arrangement had been made for me to help with the Weyrwoman’s children in exchange for being permitted to Stand. I’ve also been learning another craft and assisting another gold rider, the skills I’m learning proving useful to the Weyr, as well. Should I Impress, I will of course do as asked and take the Healer courses upon graduation.” She let the silence hang for a moment, the only sounds coming from their feet on the trace. “What about you? You came from a Hold?”