20.May.13, 08:44 PM
She quietly settled her tray alongside R'nya's in the dining hall, having been watching and waiting to catch him away from the group of gold candidates. She was to the bone tired, but it was determination that showed brightest on her features. Shanith landed neatly on the roof above them, the green worried about her rider. Ravana wasn't sleeping, and really should have been in bed, but she swore this had been put off long enough. The two golds rising meant the next clutch would be huge.
This couldn't wait. She picked at the meatroll she had grabbed for herself, stopped herself from shredding it. She was too tired for eating to sound good, and only the fact that B'run and D'ren had both said they'd drag her in to see Talian if she lost much more weight had her looking at the meat roll in the first place and even debating eating it. She laid down the roll and looked to R'nya who seemed to be taking his time and letting her talk first.
She leaned forward. "Got a favor to ask you. You'll probably do it without being asked but I wanted to make sure." She took a breath then felt Shanith stir restively. Reaching for her green, she calmed her. You're the best dragon for me love. I'm happy you chose me, regardless of what happened after.
Her breath froze in her chest and she gave up on her meatroll for now, instead reaching for her beads and counting them off in her fingers. "When I was searched, I was searched for gold. I stood for gold. When the gold egg on the sands hatched and the dragonet made a beeline for me, it felt like destiny." She bit her lip. "Shanith hatched next, I'm told. I wouldn't know, I didn't see her until after she'd knocked the gold dragonet away from me. Next thing I knew, she was bellowing to the whole damn weyr that I was hers."
Ravana took a breath and continued. She had planned this differently, planned to at least wait for him to acknowledge her, but in for a firelizard, in for a dragon. She was unaware of Stubborn nosing out from under her braid, the tiny gold chirping as she saw food. Feeding her bits of the roll was automatic by now as R'ana continued. "I love Shanith. But after she chose me, people began saying I was never worthy to even stand for gold. That I was..." She blushed a bit. "...the kind of woman you buy. Weak willed. Stupid." She traced the grain of the table.
She took a breath. "If any of your herd of hopefuls impress a chromatic, will you guard them still? Continue taking care of them?" She looked to him, brown eyes hopeful.
This couldn't wait. She picked at the meatroll she had grabbed for herself, stopped herself from shredding it. She was too tired for eating to sound good, and only the fact that B'run and D'ren had both said they'd drag her in to see Talian if she lost much more weight had her looking at the meat roll in the first place and even debating eating it. She laid down the roll and looked to R'nya who seemed to be taking his time and letting her talk first.
She leaned forward. "Got a favor to ask you. You'll probably do it without being asked but I wanted to make sure." She took a breath then felt Shanith stir restively. Reaching for her green, she calmed her. You're the best dragon for me love. I'm happy you chose me, regardless of what happened after.
Her breath froze in her chest and she gave up on her meatroll for now, instead reaching for her beads and counting them off in her fingers. "When I was searched, I was searched for gold. I stood for gold. When the gold egg on the sands hatched and the dragonet made a beeline for me, it felt like destiny." She bit her lip. "Shanith hatched next, I'm told. I wouldn't know, I didn't see her until after she'd knocked the gold dragonet away from me. Next thing I knew, she was bellowing to the whole damn weyr that I was hers."
Ravana took a breath and continued. She had planned this differently, planned to at least wait for him to acknowledge her, but in for a firelizard, in for a dragon. She was unaware of Stubborn nosing out from under her braid, the tiny gold chirping as she saw food. Feeding her bits of the roll was automatic by now as R'ana continued. "I love Shanith. But after she chose me, people began saying I was never worthy to even stand for gold. That I was..." She blushed a bit. "...the kind of woman you buy. Weak willed. Stupid." She traced the grain of the table.
She took a breath. "If any of your herd of hopefuls impress a chromatic, will you guard them still? Continue taking care of them?" She looked to him, brown eyes hopeful.