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02.Jul.21, 03:06 PM
It was blissfully hot! Mylorah was a happy little Candidate; mostly. It was humid and while she had grown up in that sort of weather in Katila, she’d been in Ista too long and grown accustomed to the drier heat. But at least it was heat! Benden was tolerable now and she knew she was among the small handful that felt that way. When the heat started, she dragged Zoremet—or did he drag her?—to the nearest ledge to soak up the sun and relax. It was needed after all the stress lately.
The poisoning she suffered, mildly, not too long ago and now the death of a beloved bluerider, R’jit. She had begged a bronze rider to take her back to Ista Weyr to check on R’dare knowing how close her friend had been to his dad. She felt horrible that she couldn’t do more than just hug him and let him cry without judgement before he told her to get back to Benden and Impress the best dragon. She reluctantly left him in Casa’s care—not because she didn’t trust the Weyrwoman but because Mylorah simply didn’t want to leave a friend in need behind. But if she didn’t Impress at this Hatching, she’d be back in Ista the following day and back to being there for her friend.
First she had to see how the Hatching would go! It was nice of this clutch to be more considerate than others lately. Everyone was awake and most likely had made it through breakfast. Mylorah had been sitting outside with friends when the call came. She took her time getting ready but was soon on the Sands, greeting fellow Candidates and waving at people she knew in the stands. She grinned as she passed by Madelan who was waving his robe about to catch a breeze. “Quit advertising the goods, Mads. You’re only going to increase the heat in here.” She tossed a wink over her shoulder before finding a spot of her own.
Even for her, it was getting pretty toasty in the Hatching Grounds but she was ready for it, having had it drilled in her head since she could walk to stay hydrated in such weather. Besides, the Healers had hydration stations set up along the edges to help with that as well. A look around at some of the newer Candidates and Mylorah hoped it was a quick Hatching. These northerners already seemed to be swaying and the first egg hadn’t even cracked! “Good luck, everyone,” she whispered, both for Impressions and staying on their feet.
The poisoning she suffered, mildly, not too long ago and now the death of a beloved bluerider, R’jit. She had begged a bronze rider to take her back to Ista Weyr to check on R’dare knowing how close her friend had been to his dad. She felt horrible that she couldn’t do more than just hug him and let him cry without judgement before he told her to get back to Benden and Impress the best dragon. She reluctantly left him in Casa’s care—not because she didn’t trust the Weyrwoman but because Mylorah simply didn’t want to leave a friend in need behind. But if she didn’t Impress at this Hatching, she’d be back in Ista the following day and back to being there for her friend.
First she had to see how the Hatching would go! It was nice of this clutch to be more considerate than others lately. Everyone was awake and most likely had made it through breakfast. Mylorah had been sitting outside with friends when the call came. She took her time getting ready but was soon on the Sands, greeting fellow Candidates and waving at people she knew in the stands. She grinned as she passed by Madelan who was waving his robe about to catch a breeze. “Quit advertising the goods, Mads. You’re only going to increase the heat in here.” She tossed a wink over her shoulder before finding a spot of her own.
Even for her, it was getting pretty toasty in the Hatching Grounds but she was ready for it, having had it drilled in her head since she could walk to stay hydrated in such weather. Besides, the Healers had hydration stations set up along the edges to help with that as well. A look around at some of the newer Candidates and Mylorah hoped it was a quick Hatching. These northerners already seemed to be swaying and the first egg hadn’t even cracked! “Good luck, everyone,” she whispered, both for Impressions and staying on their feet.
