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28.Jan.13, 06:15 PM
"Is it even possible to scare a gold?" Ellaira asked teasingly, a playful smile lighting up her face. Her eyes danced with mischief. "Everyone says arrogance and glimmer go hand in hand," she said, biting a flake of stone as if it were a metal mark and she was testing the material. She winked and flicked the rock into the water. It skipped once; Ellaira made a face. She was much better at skimming stones than that.
But she grew serious when Jada mentioned Iruvia and Unowth, wincing slightly at the memory. She'd been drawn into the gloom of the Weyr for a bit, sure, but she'd removed herself from it. Ellaira couldn't help but think about laughing and eating cinnamon buns with Z'ia in the sunlight, as untouched by grief as if it didn't exist. The tone of Jada's voice made Ellaira feel as if it was very clear that such a reaction would be seen as untoward. She held her tongue and accepted the next topic with relief.
"Pencil pushing is important, though," Ellaira commented. "I spend a lot of my time - more than you might imagine - keeping up records, particularly breeding and health records. Without that sort of dedicated focus on the domestics, the coops - and pretty much the entire beastcrafting operation - would fall apart." She pursed her lips. "I'm sure it can't be that much different for the Weyr as a whole. Each dragon and human in the Weyr must be identified and tracked, all the food, all the chores and projects. From what I remember of the North, the Weyrleader made the political and military rulings, the Wings and such, and the Weyrwoman the domestic ones. Seems a useful division of labor, at least."
But she grew serious when Jada mentioned Iruvia and Unowth, wincing slightly at the memory. She'd been drawn into the gloom of the Weyr for a bit, sure, but she'd removed herself from it. Ellaira couldn't help but think about laughing and eating cinnamon buns with Z'ia in the sunlight, as untouched by grief as if it didn't exist. The tone of Jada's voice made Ellaira feel as if it was very clear that such a reaction would be seen as untoward. She held her tongue and accepted the next topic with relief.
"Pencil pushing is important, though," Ellaira commented. "I spend a lot of my time - more than you might imagine - keeping up records, particularly breeding and health records. Without that sort of dedicated focus on the domestics, the coops - and pretty much the entire beastcrafting operation - would fall apart." She pursed her lips. "I'm sure it can't be that much different for the Weyr as a whole. Each dragon and human in the Weyr must be identified and tracked, all the food, all the chores and projects. From what I remember of the North, the Weyrleader made the political and military rulings, the Wings and such, and the Weyrwoman the domestic ones. Seems a useful division of labor, at least."
