04.Dec.12, 08:53 AM
Watching D'ren lean against Ronarth he drew his gaze up to Ronarth's large head once again and watched the dragon preen at the compliment. It was comforting that Ronarth was so open and playful even. Nejerc found that spoke quiet well of his rider, which was already apparent from how he had intervened at the lashing.
At D'ren's question he glanced around. 'What is he talking about? The weyr?' As his gaze returned to D'ren again it was blank, he wasn't sure what D'ren meant exactly but as he stared at his weyr leader he pointed a finger at D'ren's hair. "Well you've some grass in your hair. Ronarth glistens pretty nicely in the sun today. Weathers nice, and the grass is soft."
He lowered his finger after pointing out the grass to glance around again to see if he forgot anything. "No one else is really around." He said looking back at D'ren. "Well no one in a hurry to come this way directly at least.." After a pause he continued. "The weyr has built up nicely."
At D'ren's question he glanced around. 'What is he talking about? The weyr?' As his gaze returned to D'ren again it was blank, he wasn't sure what D'ren meant exactly but as he stared at his weyr leader he pointed a finger at D'ren's hair. "Well you've some grass in your hair. Ronarth glistens pretty nicely in the sun today. Weathers nice, and the grass is soft."
He lowered his finger after pointing out the grass to glance around again to see if he forgot anything. "No one else is really around." He said looking back at D'ren. "Well no one in a hurry to come this way directly at least.." After a pause he continued. "The weyr has built up nicely."