15.Feb.21, 10:51 PM
“You really are a bottomless pit, aren’t you?” Aederyn held yet another morsel of meat out for her dragonet, who took it and chewed delicately before swallowing, warbling in delighted satisfaction.
II cannot help that I’m hungry. She peered at the bowl in her girl’s hands, nosing halfheartedly against Aederyn’s shoulder where she sat on the floor by the wallow. But I suppose I am full for now. A few other new pairs were making their way in and out of the weyrling barracks, allowing both human and dragon to stretch their legs, and the green warbled curiously. Might we go for a walk? I’d like some sun.
Aederyn stood, passing the near-empty bowl to another new rider with a still-hungry dragon. No sense wasting meat. “I suppose. But it is cold. You’ll dry and itch if we’re out too long.” Shards, this was already exhausting…She’d been up at the crack of dawn to feed the ever hungry creature, oil her, and back to sleep for a precious few hours before repeating it all again. She hoped, hoped against hope, that they both might get some solid sleep tonight.
The green tilted her head at the doorway, eager to be out.That’s fine. We don’t have to be out long… She stretched mightily, arching her back like a feline and making her long legs look even more gangly.
With a sigh, the redhead stood, guiding the dragonet outside and nodding to the weyrlingmaster and dragon stationed outside, letting them know where they were going and what for. After an easy stroll around a portion of the bowl, Jenath found a suitable spot of sun where the snow had melted off and plopped down, her young frame a bit tired from the exertion. “Well, are you ready to go back inside for some oiling?”
No. I like it out here. There’s lots to watch.
“Fine.” She sighed, too tired to object. After a few minutes, some movement caught her eye, and the other redhead, Elloren, approached, pot of oil in hand and a blue firelizard in tow. She offered to help oil, and Aederyn could have cried with relief. She offered a smile.
“Oh, yes, that would be lovely, thank you!”
Oh, look! Another rudi! The green lifted her head from her forelegs, listening intently to the chittering the creature made.
“That’s not—oh, never mind.” Aederyn shook her head and shrugged, taking a cloth from the taller girl and dipping it into the oil. “By the way, I hope I didn’t hurt you…I didn’t mean to tac—well, I meant to do that, but I was just trying to get us out of the way…”
Aederyn stood, passing the near-empty bowl to another new rider with a still-hungry dragon. No sense wasting meat. “I suppose. But it is cold. You’ll dry and itch if we’re out too long.” Shards, this was already exhausting…She’d been up at the crack of dawn to feed the ever hungry creature, oil her, and back to sleep for a precious few hours before repeating it all again. She hoped, hoped against hope, that they both might get some solid sleep tonight.
The green tilted her head at the doorway, eager to be out.
With a sigh, the redhead stood, guiding the dragonet outside and nodding to the weyrlingmaster and dragon stationed outside, letting them know where they were going and what for. After an easy stroll around a portion of the bowl, Jenath found a suitable spot of sun where the snow had melted off and plopped down, her young frame a bit tired from the exertion. “Well, are you ready to go back inside for some oiling?”
“Fine.” She sighed, too tired to object. After a few minutes, some movement caught her eye, and the other redhead, Elloren, approached, pot of oil in hand and a blue firelizard in tow. She offered to help oil, and Aederyn could have cried with relief. She offered a smile.
“Oh, yes, that would be lovely, thank you!”
“That’s not—oh, never mind.” Aederyn shook her head and shrugged, taking a cloth from the taller girl and dipping it into the oil. “By the way, I hope I didn’t hurt you…I didn’t mean to tac—well, I meant to do that, but I was just trying to get us out of the way…”