10.Feb.21, 03:00 PM
“Well, I’m not scared. And I know many of the others know that you only acted that way because you were upset.” Cazan adjusted in her seat as she replied, and the redhead nodded back. “Worry is fine. Normal. Thinks have a way of working out in some form, though.” Aederyn smiled wanly at the two of them, understanding that she’d hit her limit of where the two wanted to go. Which was fine, she felt that if she said much more she’d just be disappearing down the tunnel snake hole.
She nodded, back at Mal, readjusting and thinking. “Of course, I love chatting with you. Hm…a happy story…how about the very first time I got to see a Hatching?” it was a bit of a gamble, but she hoped the happiness of another Hatching, second-hand it may be, would lift the queen's spirits regarding the soon-to-come hatching of her own clutch. “It was a number of turns back, and I was Running messages along with my brother, who was helping me train. We were taking a pouch up to Telgar Weyr, and I had never been to a Weyr at all, then. It was huge! We had just arrived in the lower caverns, and Alekse was…”
She regaled the queen with the happy tale of joy, excitement, and wonder, letting her enthusiasm radiate as much as she could to cheer her. “Seeing that, being there for such an amazing thing, even if it was only watching from the Stands…I knew then, that I wanted to come to a Weyr, and hopefully, someday, Impress a dragon, too. Maybe, some of the visitors will fall in love with dragons and the Weyr when they visit for your babies hatching.”
Based on the sunlight, she guessed she’d been there for a while, and she’d soon be missed from afternoon chores. Standing, she picked up her robe, and started to move toward the entrance, casting one more glance toward the clutch the queen was still wrapped around. “You should be very proud. And it is an honor to stand for your clutch.”
She nodded, back at Mal, readjusting and thinking. “Of course, I love chatting with you. Hm…a happy story…how about the very first time I got to see a Hatching?” it was a bit of a gamble, but she hoped the happiness of another Hatching, second-hand it may be, would lift the queen's spirits regarding the soon-to-come hatching of her own clutch. “It was a number of turns back, and I was Running messages along with my brother, who was helping me train. We were taking a pouch up to Telgar Weyr, and I had never been to a Weyr at all, then. It was huge! We had just arrived in the lower caverns, and Alekse was…”
She regaled the queen with the happy tale of joy, excitement, and wonder, letting her enthusiasm radiate as much as she could to cheer her. “Seeing that, being there for such an amazing thing, even if it was only watching from the Stands…I knew then, that I wanted to come to a Weyr, and hopefully, someday, Impress a dragon, too. Maybe, some of the visitors will fall in love with dragons and the Weyr when they visit for your babies hatching.”
Based on the sunlight, she guessed she’d been there for a while, and she’d soon be missed from afternoon chores. Standing, she picked up her robe, and started to move toward the entrance, casting one more glance toward the clutch the queen was still wrapped around. “You should be very proud. And it is an honor to stand for your clutch.”