30.Mar.12, 09:25 AM
Indivara's blue gaze flickered to Breccan in amusement at her question, and the smile that lit up on her lips was devious. "A Weyrbrat. No one of importance." Kerrin would disagree fiercely, of course, but that was entierly the point and hte girl's self satisfied expression belied that much.
The young weyrbrat's expression sobered dramatically as Breccan asked about storms and Par'a explained the happenings. Indivara remembered that day, that week, shards that year. She'd not heard so much keening from the dragons before or since. She hoped never to. Her mother had been one of many that was thrown back into times of plague and constantly vanishing dragons. Indivara shuddered.
"Death keens are the most soul rendering sound." She said softly, barely above a whisper. It was never a good thing to hear, when a dragon's keen broke through the air. Their hum, however, was awaited on with baited breath. Indivara quivered again, this time in delight at the prospect of the upcoming clutch.
Indivara laughed outright at Breccan's shocked expression and automatic response to cover her ears. "It doesn't work," Indivara laughed, teasing. "Covering your ears," she explained, realising her sentence was a little chopped. "But yes, that was Grith. You'll come to recognise her distinct voice." A cheesy grin was sent to Par'a, before the girl added a teasing reassurance for the healer girl, "don't worry, Grith is one of a kind!"
The young weyrbrat's expression sobered dramatically as Breccan asked about storms and Par'a explained the happenings. Indivara remembered that day, that week, shards that year. She'd not heard so much keening from the dragons before or since. She hoped never to. Her mother had been one of many that was thrown back into times of plague and constantly vanishing dragons. Indivara shuddered.
"Death keens are the most soul rendering sound." She said softly, barely above a whisper. It was never a good thing to hear, when a dragon's keen broke through the air. Their hum, however, was awaited on with baited breath. Indivara quivered again, this time in delight at the prospect of the upcoming clutch.
Indivara laughed outright at Breccan's shocked expression and automatic response to cover her ears. "It doesn't work," Indivara laughed, teasing. "Covering your ears," she explained, realising her sentence was a little chopped. "But yes, that was Grith. You'll come to recognise her distinct voice." A cheesy grin was sent to Par'a, before the girl added a teasing reassurance for the healer girl, "don't worry, Grith is one of a kind!"