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21.Mar.12, 09:10 AM
Krypth speak
D'ren took his seat first, and Jada stood awkwardly, not quite sure where to sit. She stepped after the Weyrleader, looking from side to side. She should save a spot for someone else, right? Was this just some random table? She felt incredibly stupid and indecisive as she watched Ronarth approach. "Hello." she replied, and glanced down at Krypth as Ronarth bent his head to sniff at her.
Hackles went up, and Krypth's tail went straight out, head and neck sliding back so as to avoid contact with the bronze nose that was sniffing at her body. Jada! Krypth tried to scoot around behind her chosen, ignoring the warm, pleased noise that the male dragon made. Don't let him sniff me, Jada. Ugh, bronzes. Just coming up and sniffing at her like it was his right to stick his nose in her personal space. It was not until his head turned away that Krypth toddled on Jada's heels.
Jada took the seat that D'ren indicated, and was surprised to find a guest crawling into her lap. Claws scrabbled on wood as Krypth hauled her body up behind her head, resting it in Jada's lap and sighing heavily. "Hope for the future." she echoed, hand going to one of the headknobs and lightly tweaking. "No pressure, right Weyrleader?" he sounded so happy; Jada hated to risk popping his bubble. He was right, and she knew it. She would have been staring just as everyone else was if another of the women had Impressed the gold. The new goldrider had a lot to learn, and as Indivara had pointed out, "There will be a lot of paperwork." her voice was resigned.
Thankfully for everyone involved, Jada had excellent handwriting.
The first night had been wonderful, but over the course of the day she was being hit with a thousand clay bricks that told her just what she had stepped into. The eyes of the people weighed heavily on her; she couldn't imagine how heavily they had weighed on Tsuen over the turns as the dragonriders waited for Nirinath to take to the skies. As they waited for Krypth and the future of the dragon race. "I am glad that you came to speak to me, Weyrleader." she lifted her head, meeting his gaze. For a moment, Jada thought she would be able to not flinch; technically she didn't, but the gaze lasted only briefly before her dead dropped submissively to the sighing baby in her lap. There were important questions to ask. Later.
How on earth was Krypth falling asleep? "She's had so much energy all day, and now that she has the opportunity to use it freely, she wants to sleep." her hand continued to stroke over the silky hide, down the neck. "She kept me awake most of last night, so I'm not surprised. I'd somehow pictured dragonets more like human babies. Sleeping more. Eating less."
D'ren took his seat first, and Jada stood awkwardly, not quite sure where to sit. She stepped after the Weyrleader, looking from side to side. She should save a spot for someone else, right? Was this just some random table? She felt incredibly stupid and indecisive as she watched Ronarth approach. "Hello." she replied, and glanced down at Krypth as Ronarth bent his head to sniff at her.
Hackles went up, and Krypth's tail went straight out, head and neck sliding back so as to avoid contact with the bronze nose that was sniffing at her body. Jada! Krypth tried to scoot around behind her chosen, ignoring the warm, pleased noise that the male dragon made. Don't let him sniff me, Jada. Ugh, bronzes. Just coming up and sniffing at her like it was his right to stick his nose in her personal space. It was not until his head turned away that Krypth toddled on Jada's heels.
Jada took the seat that D'ren indicated, and was surprised to find a guest crawling into her lap. Claws scrabbled on wood as Krypth hauled her body up behind her head, resting it in Jada's lap and sighing heavily. "Hope for the future." she echoed, hand going to one of the headknobs and lightly tweaking. "No pressure, right Weyrleader?" he sounded so happy; Jada hated to risk popping his bubble. He was right, and she knew it. She would have been staring just as everyone else was if another of the women had Impressed the gold. The new goldrider had a lot to learn, and as Indivara had pointed out, "There will be a lot of paperwork." her voice was resigned.
Thankfully for everyone involved, Jada had excellent handwriting.
The first night had been wonderful, but over the course of the day she was being hit with a thousand clay bricks that told her just what she had stepped into. The eyes of the people weighed heavily on her; she couldn't imagine how heavily they had weighed on Tsuen over the turns as the dragonriders waited for Nirinath to take to the skies. As they waited for Krypth and the future of the dragon race. "I am glad that you came to speak to me, Weyrleader." she lifted her head, meeting his gaze. For a moment, Jada thought she would be able to not flinch; technically she didn't, but the gaze lasted only briefly before her dead dropped submissively to the sighing baby in her lap. There were important questions to ask. Later.
How on earth was Krypth falling asleep? "She's had so much energy all day, and now that she has the opportunity to use it freely, she wants to sleep." her hand continued to stroke over the silky hide, down the neck. "She kept me awake most of last night, so I'm not surprised. I'd somehow pictured dragonets more like human babies. Sleeping more. Eating less."
