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07.Sep.18, 04:52 PM
Upon arriving in his weyr F’drel realized that Halomirth felt a bit too happy for resting alone on her ledge with a minor injury. Apprehensive, he peeked around the doorway to Miri’s portion of the weyr, confirming his green was in fact not alone. F’drel recognized Edath, having gotten rather familiar with the blue over the past month, curled up with Miri. Well, if it kept her mind off of being hurt, F’drel guessed he didn’t mind. He walked out to them, leaning against Miri affectionately and giving Edath a polite greeting. As he was patting his dragon’s shoulder in greeting, he realized Edath wasn’t their only guest.
The blue had brought his rider with him, and the young man was currently asleep between the two dragons, leaning against Edath’s leg. F’drel blinked at the sight. He wasn’t exactly expecting visitors, but he really couldn’t blame the bluerider for falling asleep; F’drel would almost certainly have passed right out himself if he’d had more than a moment to sit down.
F’drel stood there for a few long moments, not sure if he should wake his friend up — he’d accepted the title by then. Really, being friends with him wasn’t that bad, just sometimes the bluerider’s enthusiasm could be a bit tiring. At least he’d learned the man’s name — R’dal — after two weeks of knowing him. Some greenriders F’drel was friendly with had been gossiping in the dining hall, and he’d managed to find out his new friend’s name without revealing he didn’t know it himself (he was rather proud of the feat). Of course, they probably thought he and R’dal were a thing now and would gossip about it. A bit irritating, but could be much worse.
With a sigh, F’drel walked over to the sleeping bluerider and gently nudged him with his foot. “Hey, R’dal. Wake up. Why are you here? Did you need something?” he asked, trying to figure out why R’dal had decided to visit (and fallen asleep). Miri trilled softly, her way of trying to gently rouse R’dal. She didn’t mind him napping with her and Edath, of course, but F’drel was here now! They should say hi to each other. And then she’d make F’drel put more of the odd smelling paste on her wing, it was starting to really hurt-itch. And maybe more napping after that? Halomirth liked that idea a lot.
The blue had brought his rider with him, and the young man was currently asleep between the two dragons, leaning against Edath’s leg. F’drel blinked at the sight. He wasn’t exactly expecting visitors, but he really couldn’t blame the bluerider for falling asleep; F’drel would almost certainly have passed right out himself if he’d had more than a moment to sit down.
F’drel stood there for a few long moments, not sure if he should wake his friend up — he’d accepted the title by then. Really, being friends with him wasn’t that bad, just sometimes the bluerider’s enthusiasm could be a bit tiring. At least he’d learned the man’s name — R’dal — after two weeks of knowing him. Some greenriders F’drel was friendly with had been gossiping in the dining hall, and he’d managed to find out his new friend’s name without revealing he didn’t know it himself (he was rather proud of the feat). Of course, they probably thought he and R’dal were a thing now and would gossip about it. A bit irritating, but could be much worse.
With a sigh, F’drel walked over to the sleeping bluerider and gently nudged him with his foot. “Hey, R’dal. Wake up. Why are you here? Did you need something?” he asked, trying to figure out why R’dal had decided to visit (and fallen asleep). Miri trilled softly, her way of trying to gently rouse R’dal. She didn’t mind him napping with her and Edath, of course, but F’drel was here now! They should say hi to each other. And then she’d make F’drel put more of the odd smelling paste on her wing, it was starting to really hurt-itch. And maybe more napping after that? Halomirth liked that idea a lot.
