26.Oct.13, 11:04 PM
Korutath was not a studious beast, and L'varl had never tried to make him into one. This day was much the same as many others, and now that the heat wave had finally loosened its grasp and the Weyr had returned to business as usual it wasn't uncommon to find Korutath in the middle of the Weyr when L'varl was nowhere to be found. He always did his best to stay out of the way, lest he get his tail trodden on by one of the women of the Weyr (they intimidated him about as much as anything). He was relatively out of the way today, stretched out along the outskirts of the Gather Square with his head resting on his crossed forelegs. The bronze almost looked as if he was asleep, but for the twitching tail-tip and the sliver of faceted eye you could see if you knew what to look for.
He really was on the verge of taking a nap, and was mildly irritated when a pair of green fire lizards burst out of between over his head, chittering angrily at each other. He raised his head and took a lazy snap at them, not particularly expecting to catch them, but at least it sent them on their way. He hadn't noticed the girl sit down initially, but now that he'd been pulled out of his laziness, his attention was drawn to her and her lizards easily. Korutath had never had an overpowering interest in fire lizards; he found them mildly annoying, to be honest, and even the most well-behaved tended to be a little unruly when the mood struck them. It was just good fortune that his rider was of much the same opinion, though he didn't mind them in public when their humans were there to monitor them. It was when the adventurous ones somehow got into his hut that he got irritated. Unfortunately, it happened fairly often as the bronzerider had a habit of leaving the windows open when the weather called for it.
But now, it seemed, the little lizards were done eating, and the girl rose to her feet. Then she had the good timing to look over at him, and he tilted his head to one side. If he could he would have smiled at her, but instead gave a low croon of greeting. He didn't spend much time talking to other humans, generally preferring to let conversations be passed from dragon to rider or, when there was no dragon to deliver it, through L'varl. Dragon etiquette was all very complicated, and Korutath truthfully didn't have the attention span to worry about it when he didn't have L'varl to make things that much simpler. But, hells, she didn't look like she had a dragon. He was fairly loud anyway (or so L'varl would tell him, with an odd pained look on his face), so it wasn't that out of the ordinary for someone else to hear him. He just wasn't accustomed to do it on purpose.Hello.
He really was on the verge of taking a nap, and was mildly irritated when a pair of green fire lizards burst out of between over his head, chittering angrily at each other. He raised his head and took a lazy snap at them, not particularly expecting to catch them, but at least it sent them on their way. He hadn't noticed the girl sit down initially, but now that he'd been pulled out of his laziness, his attention was drawn to her and her lizards easily. Korutath had never had an overpowering interest in fire lizards; he found them mildly annoying, to be honest, and even the most well-behaved tended to be a little unruly when the mood struck them. It was just good fortune that his rider was of much the same opinion, though he didn't mind them in public when their humans were there to monitor them. It was when the adventurous ones somehow got into his hut that he got irritated. Unfortunately, it happened fairly often as the bronzerider had a habit of leaving the windows open when the weather called for it.
But now, it seemed, the little lizards were done eating, and the girl rose to her feet. Then she had the good timing to look over at him, and he tilted his head to one side. If he could he would have smiled at her, but instead gave a low croon of greeting. He didn't spend much time talking to other humans, generally preferring to let conversations be passed from dragon to rider or, when there was no dragon to deliver it, through L'varl. Dragon etiquette was all very complicated, and Korutath truthfully didn't have the attention span to worry about it when he didn't have L'varl to make things that much simpler. But, hells, she didn't look like she had a dragon. He was fairly loud anyway (or so L'varl would tell him, with an odd pained look on his face), so it wasn't that out of the ordinary for someone else to hear him. He just wasn't accustomed to do it on purpose.
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[span style="background-color:#7a5310;"][color=#442712]Korutath speaks[/color][/span]