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05.Jul.21, 10:13 AM
Orgailian was reaching a point where maybe he could just leave and no one would mind. It was hot and not exactly the safest place to be milling about. No one could blame him, right? Even he didn’t believe that and would judge himself if he turned and strutted out the door. Every Hatching was dangerous, that was just the way they were and if you couldn’t handle standing around on hot sand in a hot cave with a bit of risk and danger, then how could you handle being a dragonrider in the middle of Thread? He just had to suck it up and get over any discomforts.
He mostly did and going for water and a slice of melon helped cool off some of his nerves. He even managed to not feel too disappointed for his sister when the gold never even came in her direction before Impressing to August. He was going to tease Mylorah about it, knowing she’d see the humour in it but Zelly was also standing there and Orgailian wasn’t quite sure how much she wanted to be a goldrider, or even a dragonrider. They talked while researching together but that subject had never really come up outside of him gathering healing was becoming more important.
When another squabble started and escalated quickly into a fight on top of a boy, Orgailian forgot about everything else that had been on his mind—though it did prove his point about the Sands being a danger zone. He didn’t know who the kid was and while he felt bad for him, he wasn’t about to intervene. Too bad that couldn’t be said about a young healer that was also like a sister to him.
Cursing under his breath, Orgailian sprinted toward M’quel and grabbed her arm to stop her from continuing on her path into huge trouble. “Madi, no. You know you can’t get into the middle of that.” He tried to keep his voice calm since yelling wouldn’t help anyone and he didn’t want to show how afraid he was of the idea of her getting mauled. He didn’t even have to look into the stands to know A’tay and even T’ryn would be wearing horrified expressions as well.
“There’s nothing to feel guilty about either,” Orgailian pointed out on a hunch. He knew she had missed attending several Hatchings after Impressing Zezeth and one of those had been at Fort where a friend of hers was horribly mauled. M’quel cared deeply for her friends and Orgailian had a feeling she blamed herself for some part of that mauling despite logically knowing even if she was on the Sands as a Candidate or healer that she wouldn’t have been able to prevent what happened. This kid was possibly a way to make up for that. Of course he could be way off base and it was just M’quel’s caring nature and need to help that was driving her without a thought of her friend.
Either way, when both hatchlings vanished and the damage could be seen, Orgailian pulled M’quel in for a hug, angling her away from the body. She was a healer and such things might become a normal sight but it didn’t have to start that day.
He mostly did and going for water and a slice of melon helped cool off some of his nerves. He even managed to not feel too disappointed for his sister when the gold never even came in her direction before Impressing to August. He was going to tease Mylorah about it, knowing she’d see the humour in it but Zelly was also standing there and Orgailian wasn’t quite sure how much she wanted to be a goldrider, or even a dragonrider. They talked while researching together but that subject had never really come up outside of him gathering healing was becoming more important.
When another squabble started and escalated quickly into a fight on top of a boy, Orgailian forgot about everything else that had been on his mind—though it did prove his point about the Sands being a danger zone. He didn’t know who the kid was and while he felt bad for him, he wasn’t about to intervene. Too bad that couldn’t be said about a young healer that was also like a sister to him.
Cursing under his breath, Orgailian sprinted toward M’quel and grabbed her arm to stop her from continuing on her path into huge trouble. “Madi, no. You know you can’t get into the middle of that.” He tried to keep his voice calm since yelling wouldn’t help anyone and he didn’t want to show how afraid he was of the idea of her getting mauled. He didn’t even have to look into the stands to know A’tay and even T’ryn would be wearing horrified expressions as well.
“There’s nothing to feel guilty about either,” Orgailian pointed out on a hunch. He knew she had missed attending several Hatchings after Impressing Zezeth and one of those had been at Fort where a friend of hers was horribly mauled. M’quel cared deeply for her friends and Orgailian had a feeling she blamed herself for some part of that mauling despite logically knowing even if she was on the Sands as a Candidate or healer that she wouldn’t have been able to prevent what happened. This kid was possibly a way to make up for that. Of course he could be way off base and it was just M’quel’s caring nature and need to help that was driving her without a thought of her friend.
Either way, when both hatchlings vanished and the damage could be seen, Orgailian pulled M’quel in for a hug, angling her away from the body. She was a healer and such things might become a normal sight but it didn’t have to start that day.
