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03.Mar.22, 12:44 PM
M’quel didn’t need to say anything for D’hys to know how she felt about his advice. He knew before he had even suggested using her loved ones as weapons but it was something she needed to hear all the same and to consider. It was a rough world for greenriders in general but add in she was female and kind and M’quel was a good target. He would have to work with her on getting over whatever issues she had with it—likely something to do with that kindness of hers. If nothing else, he would drill home the fact that his name carried enough weight within Fort to make most back off or come find him for their own exchange.
He chuckled at her sudden shift in emotions and interest latching onto the mention of wings. “It’s my understanding the Weyrleaders are finally starting to organize once more. Some wingleaders have been decided upon but not announced while others are still being looked into.” He was confident in his information thanks to which minions it came from in each Weyr. It was also how he knew T’ryn was being considered. The bronzerider was still young but had also Impressed young, giving him years forming a strong bond with his dragon and working together. He was also popular and respected and dependable. D’hys mentioned all of this to M’quel, giving her the information as a fun secret to keep from her friend but also to show his trust in her and to keep her returning to him with news of her own—whether she knew she was doing that or not.
“In Katila, I was R’nya’s second but I doubt that will happen now. We have more riders now and they’re likely to stick with bronzeriders for the positions.” He didn’t say it, but it was clear this was another blow to their lower ranks. D’hys had the discipline and experience to help lead the lazy riders and whip them back into shape and help keep their hotheads cooled off. But he also never wanted to be a leader. It would be for the best that he didn’t get a rank, he knew that, but still bristled somewhat after all the years of R’nya’s trust in him.
“Do you want to be a wing, Princess? Dragonhealer or not, I would have thought you would want to stay on the ground and tend to any injuries.” It was the truth but he also wasn’t sure if Zezeth and her clutchmates would be allowed to join in the battles against Thread.
He chuckled at her sudden shift in emotions and interest latching onto the mention of wings. “It’s my understanding the Weyrleaders are finally starting to organize once more. Some wingleaders have been decided upon but not announced while others are still being looked into.” He was confident in his information thanks to which minions it came from in each Weyr. It was also how he knew T’ryn was being considered. The bronzerider was still young but had also Impressed young, giving him years forming a strong bond with his dragon and working together. He was also popular and respected and dependable. D’hys mentioned all of this to M’quel, giving her the information as a fun secret to keep from her friend but also to show his trust in her and to keep her returning to him with news of her own—whether she knew she was doing that or not.
“In Katila, I was R’nya’s second but I doubt that will happen now. We have more riders now and they’re likely to stick with bronzeriders for the positions.” He didn’t say it, but it was clear this was another blow to their lower ranks. D’hys had the discipline and experience to help lead the lazy riders and whip them back into shape and help keep their hotheads cooled off. But he also never wanted to be a leader. It would be for the best that he didn’t get a rank, he knew that, but still bristled somewhat after all the years of R’nya’s trust in him.
“Do you want to be a wing, Princess? Dragonhealer or not, I would have thought you would want to stay on the ground and tend to any injuries.” It was the truth but he also wasn’t sure if Zezeth and her clutchmates would be allowed to join in the battles against Thread.
