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18.Oct.20, 04:49 AM
"Malvayth certainly surprised us all," she said with a bright laugh. "And I know she'll continue to do so, perhaps in more pleasant ways. As for Cirith, oh I'm sure it'll be a surprise of some sort. First Flights usually are from what I can tell. Faranth help me if it's early. Can you imagine them sharing the Sands?"
Sariel took a long sip of wine before shaking her head. She could hear Cirith cooing and rumbling to Malvayth and generally making the fuss she knew her sister craved.
It was actually really quite sweet how much Cirith adored Malvayth. There were promises of lots of visits and she would so bring a nice juicy beast when Mal was egg heavy and all Sariel could think of was the clusterfuck they'd be on the Sands together. Cirith would do just about anything to make Mal a happy dragon, that was for sure.
"I take that back, I don't want to know what pandemonium that would be." She waved a little. "Oh, I don't think I was really prepared for their sheer size, either, or the amount of oil needed. Sharing a weyr with L'gan and a ledge with Semath is just a crazy comparison in size already and Cirith hasn't hit her maximum size yet. Not to mention the twins. It's a very, very busy weyr sometimes and Cirith takes up the majority of the ledge, now. She and Semath spoon. It's adorable."
Cirith was going on about eggs and babies in little precious coos. While she loved the idea of clutches and baby dragons, she was really only interested in Mal's, it seemed. Half the things that were passing between the two golds was gibberish and just straight up vocal mush.
"I do think Malvayth will probably be much larger than Cirith once she finishes growing."
She looked at Cazan over her wine glass with a bit of wonder.
"They're growing so fast, it's almost hard to keep track of, really. It seems like yesterday they cracked shell. Boy did I get a good raking that day. I actually thought Mal was going to manage to climb straight through the barriers."
And then there was the shrieking everyone could hear. Her eyes were a little unfocused for a moment at the memory before she shook herself out of it and her attention was on her fellow Weyrling.
"But really, Cazan, you've done such a good job with her. Not that I didn't think you would. You've a good head on your shoulders. You'll come out of this brilliantly, you both will."
There was a pause and then Sariel started laughing as she caught a few words from Cirith.
"...Brown Daddy?"
Sariel took a long sip of wine before shaking her head. She could hear Cirith cooing and rumbling to Malvayth and generally making the fuss she knew her sister craved.
It was actually really quite sweet how much Cirith adored Malvayth. There were promises of lots of visits and she would so bring a nice juicy beast when Mal was egg heavy and all Sariel could think of was the clusterfuck they'd be on the Sands together. Cirith would do just about anything to make Mal a happy dragon, that was for sure.
"I take that back, I don't want to know what pandemonium that would be." She waved a little. "Oh, I don't think I was really prepared for their sheer size, either, or the amount of oil needed. Sharing a weyr with L'gan and a ledge with Semath is just a crazy comparison in size already and Cirith hasn't hit her maximum size yet. Not to mention the twins. It's a very, very busy weyr sometimes and Cirith takes up the majority of the ledge, now. She and Semath spoon. It's adorable."
Cirith was going on about eggs and babies in little precious coos. While she loved the idea of clutches and baby dragons, she was really only interested in Mal's, it seemed. Half the things that were passing between the two golds was gibberish and just straight up vocal mush.
"I do think Malvayth will probably be much larger than Cirith once she finishes growing."
She looked at Cazan over her wine glass with a bit of wonder.
"They're growing so fast, it's almost hard to keep track of, really. It seems like yesterday they cracked shell. Boy did I get a good raking that day. I actually thought Mal was going to manage to climb straight through the barriers."
And then there was the shrieking everyone could hear. Her eyes were a little unfocused for a moment at the memory before she shook herself out of it and her attention was on her fellow Weyrling.
"But really, Cazan, you've done such a good job with her. Not that I didn't think you would. You've a good head on your shoulders. You'll come out of this brilliantly, you both will."
There was a pause and then Sariel started laughing as she caught a few words from Cirith.
"...Brown Daddy?"
