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09.Aug.19, 11:29 AM
R’dal gave his big boxy grin as he watched Nutmeg flitter off and then reached out and stroked the soft nose in question as well. So soft! So cool! But he didn’t need to ride one since he had a fat dragon to lug him around everywhere. And to remind you to pay attention. He asked you a couple of questions, Edath ignored the jibe about being fat since when compared to a runner he was indeed fat. He then reminded R’dal of the questions that had the bluerider smiling some more as he climbed up the fence to sit on the top.
“Oh I’m always around Ista. Too many of you guys live here, including Weyrleader Dad,” R’dal chuckled at his nickname he used for M’ris when he didn’t have to be all formal and boring. “But if you mean the pens specifically, I got kicked out of Casa’s bed because she had to go see Thallyath and I thought about crawling into F’drel’s bed but he’s cranky if you wake him too early and he doesn’t have klah and standby so I decided to go for a walk since I didn’t think anyone was up yet but here you are!” It all made perfect sense in his head.
“Of course I’ll be at the Hatching! Casa and Nerreh’s dragons are going to be parents and a bunch of you are Standing. What if you Impress and I’m not there to see it? I’d be a pretty horrible friend if I missed that.” R’dal glanced up to scope out the clouds and the colour of the early morning sky. He had no training in reading such things like he heard seacrafters could do but he liked to think he had a decent handle on it. Though, since they were in Ista, the guess that it would be dry and hot was a safe one.
He knew the reason Beckitt brought up the Hatching and R’dal wasn’t sure if he should also just get it over with and bring them to the real issue. The Touching sounded horrible and R’dal didn’t want to think too much on what fears the dragonets would have brought out in him and knew his friends actually had to go through with that. But was it fair to judge everything on that?
Suddenly turning serious, R’dal turned his gaze back to Beckitt, “don’t be afraid of this Hatching, Birdy. Nerves and even some fear is healthy at every Hatching but don’t treat this one any differently just because you all had negative reactions instead of a random one here and there. New dragons are coming! And I know I wouldn’t want to be welcomed by waves of fear and hatred, especially if I don’t deserve it.” The dragonets wouldn’t even remember what had happened in any case. He asked Edath after his first feeding and bathing if he remembered people coming to visit him while he was still in his shell and the blue replied that he didn’t. R’dal believed that they touched upon the dreams of the dragonets and they were viewed as just parts of the dreams to the dragonets that were easily forgotten.
“Oh I’m always around Ista. Too many of you guys live here, including Weyrleader Dad,” R’dal chuckled at his nickname he used for M’ris when he didn’t have to be all formal and boring. “But if you mean the pens specifically, I got kicked out of Casa’s bed because she had to go see Thallyath and I thought about crawling into F’drel’s bed but he’s cranky if you wake him too early and he doesn’t have klah and standby so I decided to go for a walk since I didn’t think anyone was up yet but here you are!” It all made perfect sense in his head.
“Of course I’ll be at the Hatching! Casa and Nerreh’s dragons are going to be parents and a bunch of you are Standing. What if you Impress and I’m not there to see it? I’d be a pretty horrible friend if I missed that.” R’dal glanced up to scope out the clouds and the colour of the early morning sky. He had no training in reading such things like he heard seacrafters could do but he liked to think he had a decent handle on it. Though, since they were in Ista, the guess that it would be dry and hot was a safe one.
He knew the reason Beckitt brought up the Hatching and R’dal wasn’t sure if he should also just get it over with and bring them to the real issue. The Touching sounded horrible and R’dal didn’t want to think too much on what fears the dragonets would have brought out in him and knew his friends actually had to go through with that. But was it fair to judge everything on that?
Suddenly turning serious, R’dal turned his gaze back to Beckitt, “don’t be afraid of this Hatching, Birdy. Nerves and even some fear is healthy at every Hatching but don’t treat this one any differently just because you all had negative reactions instead of a random one here and there. New dragons are coming! And I know I wouldn’t want to be welcomed by waves of fear and hatred, especially if I don’t deserve it.” The dragonets wouldn’t even remember what had happened in any case. He asked Edath after his first feeding and bathing if he remembered people coming to visit him while he was still in his shell and the blue replied that he didn’t. R’dal believed that they touched upon the dreams of the dragonets and they were viewed as just parts of the dreams to the dragonets that were easily forgotten.
