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01.Sep.13, 08:49 PM
The day had started out beautiful. The sun had shone brightly and warm not a cloud in the sky so the gold weyrling pair headed out for a short walk about. Ameris wasn't sure at the moment where they would end up but Mizeath so enjoyed the warmth of the sun, something Ameris appreciated nearly as much as the dragon. The past few months had been such a delight learning the little ins and outs of her dragon and Mizeath was growing into a fine young gold. Even after all this time it still amazed Ameris that she'd impressed. It was something that always would.
She called greetings here and there, echoed by the dragonet with her musically sweet voice.I do not understand why we had to leave Rislan in the creche. He does so enjoy coming with us, the dragon groused lightly. Rislan, her naughty son. He had gotten in trouble again for something silly and the creche workers felt the lad needed a firmer hand so they'd admonished Ameris to leave him at the creche to teach him a bit of responsibility. She had a feeling that the workers didn't like how she wanted him to be near her always, to be honest, and wished to teach him to be without her. It irked her but with her father insisting she listen to them and lessons Ameris couldn't find a reason not to so Rislan had stayed at the creche today. Ameris sighed and declined to reply to Mizeath.
The pair didn't notice the darkening of the sky as the walked along speaking of the things they'd learned so far in their lessons or of the dragons Mizeath had met. When the thunder sounded Mizeath murmured in appreciation. She enjoyed the deep reverberations. It reminded her of the gentle rumbles of the much larger dragons shed come to know and the vibration under her feet was pleasant enough. She waited for the sound to come again, enjoyment twirling in her eyes, what came next was a shock. It wasn't vibrating thunder but a bright clap of lightening.
Mizeath's terror was blinding. Her surroundings lost to her red and white eyes, only the too bright lightening could be seen. Her heart pounded so loudly all sound was drowned out. No longer could the gold hear the pleasant rumbles of the thunder, and her bonded was ignored as she dashed past startled dragon riders and weyrfolk a like. She hissed and snapped at reaching hands as she search for a hiding spot.
Ameris stumbled at the sudden and swamping terror that lanced her mind. "Mizeath? Mizeath what's..." The question was never finished as her gold scrabbled past her in a frightened rush, nearly knocking Ameris to the ground in her haste to be gone. "Mizeath!" she shouted as she dashed after the dragon uncaring if she knocked people over in her drive to find her dragon.
She called greetings here and there, echoed by the dragonet with her musically sweet voice.
The pair didn't notice the darkening of the sky as the walked along speaking of the things they'd learned so far in their lessons or of the dragons Mizeath had met. When the thunder sounded Mizeath murmured in appreciation. She enjoyed the deep reverberations. It reminded her of the gentle rumbles of the much larger dragons shed come to know and the vibration under her feet was pleasant enough. She waited for the sound to come again, enjoyment twirling in her eyes, what came next was a shock. It wasn't vibrating thunder but a bright clap of lightening.
Mizeath's terror was blinding. Her surroundings lost to her red and white eyes, only the too bright lightening could be seen. Her heart pounded so loudly all sound was drowned out. No longer could the gold hear the pleasant rumbles of the thunder, and her bonded was ignored as she dashed past startled dragon riders and weyrfolk a like. She hissed and snapped at reaching hands as she search for a hiding spot.
Ameris stumbled at the sudden and swamping terror that lanced her mind. "Mizeath? Mizeath what's..." The question was never finished as her gold scrabbled past her in a frightened rush, nearly knocking Ameris to the ground in her haste to be gone. "Mizeath!" she shouted as she dashed after the dragon uncaring if she knocked people over in her drive to find her dragon.
