14.Mar.21, 03:28 PM
Rakka had been at the weyr for only a short time now, but she had come to believe it was the only place she could ever be. It was entirely different from the stifling, suffocating environment that she had grown up in. While she was sure her father wasn't entirely pleased with the fact she'd been searched. How could he possibly say no to Dragonriders. It had all been wrapped up very neatly, and now here she was.
It was a dream come true for her, ever since she was a child she'd been obsessed with dragonlore, and while, at the time she thought the majestic beasts extinct, their return to Pern was a bright light. A beacon of a better time. She stood off to one side, arms wrapped around her body in a comforting hug. Life here was certainly different, barely anyone knew who she was, though could that really be a bad thing?
It seemed to her, the perfect chance to reinvent herself away from the pokey old hold. Brown eyes watched the dragon in the sky with delight as the agile green did neat wingtip turn, and then settled next to the much larger gold. They were such intelligent, beautiful creatures. Rakka thought. She wondered absently if she could get one to talk to her again, like that one green had when she'd been searched. Rakka still wondered if she'd somehow imagined it all. Umm... hi? She thought, hoping that maybe... maybe something would happen.
Oh you're being silly Rakka. No one would want to talk to you, especially a dragon. She chided herself, sinking against the wall at her back. She felt like a little fish in a big pond right now. So out of place. But she didn't want to go back, not to the uncertainty that hold-life held.
It was a dream come true for her, ever since she was a child she'd been obsessed with dragonlore, and while, at the time she thought the majestic beasts extinct, their return to Pern was a bright light. A beacon of a better time. She stood off to one side, arms wrapped around her body in a comforting hug. Life here was certainly different, barely anyone knew who she was, though could that really be a bad thing?
It seemed to her, the perfect chance to reinvent herself away from the pokey old hold. Brown eyes watched the dragon in the sky with delight as the agile green did neat wingtip turn, and then settled next to the much larger gold. They were such intelligent, beautiful creatures. Rakka thought. She wondered absently if she could get one to talk to her again, like that one green had when she'd been searched. Rakka still wondered if she'd somehow imagined it all. Umm... hi? She thought, hoping that maybe... maybe something would happen.
Oh you're being silly Rakka. No one would want to talk to you, especially a dragon. She chided herself, sinking against the wall at her back. She felt like a little fish in a big pond right now. So out of place. But she didn't want to go back, not to the uncertainty that hold-life held.