Idle Chatter [Open!]

Kahleena had always been prone to regular routines, and even after Impressing her dear Okalinath, the young woman’s pretence for such things had not diminished. Much like when she’d first arrived in the South, and at Katila itself, the first few months of being bonded to the little golden dragon were hectic, frightening, overwhelming and filled with tears. Kahleena was strong, though, even if the girl were completely unaware of that fact. Life went on, and she’d been through her share of mild scrapes enough to struggle to her feet and learn to cope.

The girl’s tendency for routine had quickly pulled her to her feet, and allowed her to cope with the demands of a hungry, extremely fast growing dragonet. Motherhood had been a good set up, but losing the child so early made Kahleena timid and anxious with her dragonet, forever worried she was going to hurt the little creature, or wake up one morning to find her dead – like she had with her infant son. Okalinath’s continued assurances were beginning to slowly be heard, but Kahleena wasn’t quite willing to accept her dragonets invulnerability; she was still a baby, after all, and just the week before had managed to lose a talon hunting!

It is fine, Kally. The young gold would have sounded exasperated, but Kahleena wasn’t quite sure she knew how to be anything but happy. Happiness is far brighter than the black of despair. The dragonet finished on a distinctive pause, that spoke volumes about the fact that she believed Kahleena to be in just such a pit. Kahleena sighed softly as she swept the cut vegetables into a pot and put it aside for the next worker to collect. A weyrling she might be, but Kahleena saw no reason for her to give up on the time and enjoyment she took by being part of the kitchen staff. Some of them still tiptoed around her, but most of them were used to the exaggerated bouts of oddness now.

Daily check-ins were done, to make sure lessons didn’t need to be attended, or that some type of ‘lesson’ or ‘gathering’ hadn’t been arranged with the other goldriders and the candidates without her being made previously aware, before Kahleena would tend to Okalinath and then mender her way to the Kitchens. They were warm, familiar and smelled so good! What is on the menu? The mild mannered question betrayed the lack of real interest Okalinath took in the subject, but Kahleena smiled none the less. “Stew and vegetable pies, mostly,” she mumbled, forgetting to mind-speak as she started on another pile of vegetables. “Some late blooming berries have been gathered, so there are bubbly pies for dessert tonight!” Okalinath’s eyes swirled with the pleasure Kahleena gave off in her girlish glee at the prospect of bubbly pies. Silly humans!

Kahleena laughed softly, ducking her head and chopping the vegetables into chunks, sweeping them into the pot and moving onto the next type without a whole lot of thought as she listened quietly to the gossiping chatter of the women (and a few stray men, mostly butchers) working around her. Sometimes, it could get a bit overwhelming, but mostly Kahleena enjoyed her work. When I am finished, would you like to go flying before lunch?

I would like that very much!

Completely open.

Kahleena isn't the most social creature, but she will recognise anyone that frequents the kitchens, is a bronze or brownrider, holds a rank she's been informed about in lessons, is a gold candidate and, well, most people though she might not know names.

Okalinath is 9 months old, and 25 feet long. She's perched on a roof somewhere in the sunshine. She is VERY social and loves to chat with other dragons.