04.Oct.19, 10:01 PM
Kitt watched anxiously as Erebuth greeted their visitors, almost as nervous as his dragon. The blue shifted from foot to foot, but calmed a bit as the two greeted him politely. Erebuth looked over to B’kit for reassurance, then settled near the bronze in a nice patch of sun. It’s nice to meet you too. B’kit has been telling me about you.
B’kit sat at the small table where Erebuth could still see him and gestured for his father to join him. “Thank you,” he smiled, his nerves easing. “He is… They all are. The healers are here constantly, but they’re less…” he swallowed and continued, “less concerned than at the Hatching.” Everyone had been convinced the entire clutch would die, and the three weyrlings had been petrified that first night.
“It’s nothing like I thought it would be. It seems silly to admit that. I wouldn’t give him up for anything, but I think the move North scared me a little less sometimes.” He bit his lip and glanced at his father. “Was it ever like that for you and Adraith?”
B’kit sat at the small table where Erebuth could still see him and gestured for his father to join him. “Thank you,” he smiled, his nerves easing. “He is… They all are. The healers are here constantly, but they’re less…” he swallowed and continued, “less concerned than at the Hatching.” Everyone had been convinced the entire clutch would die, and the three weyrlings had been petrified that first night.
“It’s nothing like I thought it would be. It seems silly to admit that. I wouldn’t give him up for anything, but I think the move North scared me a little less sometimes.” He bit his lip and glanced at his father. “Was it ever like that for you and Adraith?”