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15.Oct.17, 03:31 PM
“I think everyone is fearful of that, even the riders of male dragons,” It wasn’t easy to let go, and R’nya knew of several men who had feared the melding of minds during dragon lust; the way the rider lost all ability to think for themselves and got wrapped up in their dragon’s need to reproduce – or at least have sex. It was something he found most of them learned to work with, but R’nya also figured it was that much harder for the goldriders. After all, they were responsible for making sure that their dragon didn’t gorge and instead drank only the ichor of the creatures she killed. Blooding.
“Some people take to it naturally, and some people take some getting used to it.” R’nya didn’t allude to which one he was. He did smile though at her musing on Rhaedalyn. “You should ask her about it some time.” He wasn’t quite sure how she’d respond; embarrassed and fidgety or frank and upfront. She was an amazing woman but he still had trouble reading how she would respond to a situation. He was sure she wouldn’t mind easing the fears of another goldrider though, she was too sweet natured to let someone be afraid if she thought she could ease those fears.
R’nya’s expression was gentle. “She won’t Fly until you’re ready for her to, though you might not realise you’re ready, she will not do anything to harm you, and that includes Flying.” The Weyrleader knew of several dragons that were well past the age of maturity, but had failed to take to the skies, both male and female. Dragons were very intelligent creatures, and just like their human counterparts, would never do anything to hurt the other half of their bond. It was something people tended to forget and something non-riders didn’t understand with the full depth available. How could they? After all, they had no idea what it was like to be Bonded.
“Some people take to it naturally, and some people take some getting used to it.” R’nya didn’t allude to which one he was. He did smile though at her musing on Rhaedalyn. “You should ask her about it some time.” He wasn’t quite sure how she’d respond; embarrassed and fidgety or frank and upfront. She was an amazing woman but he still had trouble reading how she would respond to a situation. He was sure she wouldn’t mind easing the fears of another goldrider though, she was too sweet natured to let someone be afraid if she thought she could ease those fears.
R’nya’s expression was gentle. “She won’t Fly until you’re ready for her to, though you might not realise you’re ready, she will not do anything to harm you, and that includes Flying.” The Weyrleader knew of several dragons that were well past the age of maturity, but had failed to take to the skies, both male and female. Dragons were very intelligent creatures, and just like their human counterparts, would never do anything to hurt the other half of their bond. It was something people tended to forget and something non-riders didn’t understand with the full depth available. How could they? After all, they had no idea what it was like to be Bonded.
