Rinsing off [Open]

Certainly she would be pleased to meet with him. Would this evening be suitable? She intends to be in her office for a while after evening meal. She also inquires as to what matter the appointment will concern. Though the blue's tone was all polite business, he flicked a wing in the bronze's direction to scatter the water dripping off it toward Morith in playful relation before heading deeper into the lake.

Faredin watched the rider come out of the water a bit nervously. It wouldn't do to have disturbed a bronzerider, though he didn't think he had. This place was big enough that the man could have ignored a lone weyrbrat had he not wanted to to be bothered.  It was a pleasant surprise when V'riy smiled at him and offered a meat roll.

"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir." The boy was quick to accept, tearing off a small chunk to offer to Bo when the brown came over to inspect the morsel. The important business seen to, he looked back up at the rider. "Good day to you and Morith, sir. I hope we're not unduly disturbing you." Though it wouldn't really matter if they were- Faredin wouldn't have been ashamed to admit he was more intimidated by his mother than V'riy, should he fail to carry out his orders. He was hardly the only one.

[Spoiler=OOC] Sorry for the wait. I've had the Headache from Hell all week and forgot this post completely. In future, don't be afraid to shoot me a PM and poke me with a reminder :)