08.Sep.12, 07:52 PM
Oruth made a remark to her rider, He is so serious and I don’t think he likes me much. Her mind voice quivered. The green’s feeling that other dragons and people should love her often made her seem a bit overly emotional. The green was going to have to toughen up a little bit if she wanted to make it here at the Weyr. Well the green was now determined to have the Bronze be friends with her and she would do just about anything to make that happen. Even if it meant playing games with her rider in order to get the Bronze to play with her. Vistline was easily persuaded to swim as the young woman had found a love for it since coming to the South. Her swimming had improved greatly all thanks to the father of her child who happened to be a Sea-Crafter.
She was taken back a little by him telling her not to be formal. The Weyrling rider was taught that formalities were important. Visltine did not have any wish to insult anyone. She looked down at the water, unsure of how to go about the situation after all he was a Bronzerider and she was just a weyrling. “Better to be safe than sorry in situations like this. I didn’t know you and I had no way of knowing how you would react if I was informal. ” She said, “However, I’m not fond of being overly formal.” In fact she saw little point in it but it was what was right. “From now on I’ll remember to be less formal with you.” Her brown eyes were not fearful but there was a twinge of doubt behind them.
She smiled, “Thank you but Oruth’s not usually difficult the problem is she does not want to go to lessons today.” And who could blame her? Even Visltine who tried so hard to read into every little thing the Weyrlingmaster said because she had to in order to do well, was bored some of the time. “If you want to help though….” Before she knew it the green sprayed a mouthful of water at the Bronze dragon and dove down into the water. She was going to get some play time in, even if everyone else was a bore!
Did you just do that? Really?
He was being a complete snob. Time for him to loosen up! Oruth said merrily as she swam back towards where she and Vistline had entered. She was not nearly as fast in the water as she was ni the air but she still knew how to maneuver her body to get the most out of it.
Visltine was in shock for a good moment, waiting to see the aftermath of her green’s impetuous behavior. She was going to be in so much trouble and it was not going to be with her rider.
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[[span style="background-color:#1CA54F"][color=#083B1B]Green Oruth[/color][/span]
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