02.Mar.19, 12:31 PM
R’dal pouted over his shoulder as Halomirth nudged him off into the weyr. He didn’t want to go in! Well, he did, but he didn’t. He still wasn’t sure he should even bother his friend over something he wasn’t even aware of happening. After he told Misharan about his hope to become a Searchrider and asked around for the way to do that, R’dal hadn’t told anyone else. It seemed a bit superstitious but he really didn’t want to mess up their chances by talking about it too much. Then they failed anyway so maybe it didn’t matter or maybe just telling Misharan was enough to jinx the whole thing.
Still, he shuffled in while Edath took up his usual spot beside Halomirth and R’dal knew his dragon was blaming himself for what happened as the mood between their bond dropped even lower. “Hi,” he mumbled when he found the greenrider in his bedroom, clearly in the middle of doing chores. “I didn’t mean to interrupt. I can go. I did stop by without telling you I’d come by and I don’t want to be a bother…” As he thought about how he felt bad for making his dragon feel bad about their failure, R’dal recalled lessons from his parents about paying attention to things going on around him and how others were feeling. He felt he did a good job of that most of the time but being so caught up in his own drama made him not think about F’drel having plans and finding him cleaning and making his bed just proved he really did need to plan ahead a bit more. Dragons could talk to each other! As soon as they popped into Ista, they should have asked Halomirth to ask F’drel if a visit was fine.
He’d have to work on that, maybe start now. “I’ll come by later. Maybe tomorrow if you’re free? I just wanted…” he frowned again, not knowing exactly what he wanted until he sighed and found himself going F’drel and putting his arms around his friends waist and burying his face against a warm neck. “Sorry, I just need a hug,” R’dal thought he sounded pretty clear to his own ears and hoped F’drel was just as successful at interpreting pitiful blueriders.
Still, he shuffled in while Edath took up his usual spot beside Halomirth and R’dal knew his dragon was blaming himself for what happened as the mood between their bond dropped even lower. “Hi,” he mumbled when he found the greenrider in his bedroom, clearly in the middle of doing chores. “I didn’t mean to interrupt. I can go. I did stop by without telling you I’d come by and I don’t want to be a bother…” As he thought about how he felt bad for making his dragon feel bad about their failure, R’dal recalled lessons from his parents about paying attention to things going on around him and how others were feeling. He felt he did a good job of that most of the time but being so caught up in his own drama made him not think about F’drel having plans and finding him cleaning and making his bed just proved he really did need to plan ahead a bit more. Dragons could talk to each other! As soon as they popped into Ista, they should have asked Halomirth to ask F’drel if a visit was fine.
He’d have to work on that, maybe start now. “I’ll come by later. Maybe tomorrow if you’re free? I just wanted…” he frowned again, not knowing exactly what he wanted until he sighed and found himself going F’drel and putting his arms around his friends waist and burying his face against a warm neck. “Sorry, I just need a hug,” R’dal thought he sounded pretty clear to his own ears and hoped F’drel was just as successful at interpreting pitiful blueriders.