20.Jul.19, 03:56 PM
Vaera stared wide-eyed at Syrendryth, completely awestruck. For the first time since they’d arrived Vaera wasn’t surreptitiously glancing at Mylorah every few seconds, totally focused on the massive creature in front of her. She nodded at T’ryn, absolutely believing that Syrendryth was one of the biggest dragons on Pern. He was enormous, and being so close to him made Vaera feel tiny.
She instinctively took the hand offered to her and took a few steps closer, though she felt a slight pang of disappointment when Mylorah let go of her other hand and stepped back. It was mostly forgotten in the face of meeting such an amazing dragon. Vaera gave Syrendryth the best curtsy she could manage with one hand before addressing him.
“It’s an honor to meet you, Syrendryth. I’m Vaera. I’m terribly sorry if we’re bothering you,” she said politely, watching him for a reaction before looking over at T’ryn to confirm if she did okay. Dragon body language was unknown to her. She had no idea what Syrendryth might be thinking, and she didn’t want to offend him! He did move his head to where it could be reached, so Vaera supposed that was a good sign. She copied where and how T’ryn scratched Syrendryth’s head as exactly as she could, hoping she was doing it all right.
“Thank you, Syrendryth,” she told the dragon, a little breathless with how close she was to him. A bronze dragon had brought her to the Gather, the Fort Weyrleader’s Xyreith, but she hadn’t really met Xyreith. She’d greeted him politely, but she hadn’t gotten so close to his head. R’nya had helped her climb on and she’d clung in amazement to Madiquel the entire time, she didn’t really interact with the dragon. Meeting Syrendryth was different. “I apologize if we’re bothering you. I really don’t want to impose,” she blushed, glancing back over at T’ryn. “I don’t need to climb on him, and don’t need to go for a ride or anything. If he wants to go for a quick flight later and doesn't mind me tagging along, I would like to, but I don’t want to be any trouble.” Vaera turned back to focus completely on Syrendryth, scratching by his head knobs as best she could, completely absorbed in the task. Dragon hide was such a fascinating texture! And so warm!
She instinctively took the hand offered to her and took a few steps closer, though she felt a slight pang of disappointment when Mylorah let go of her other hand and stepped back. It was mostly forgotten in the face of meeting such an amazing dragon. Vaera gave Syrendryth the best curtsy she could manage with one hand before addressing him.
“It’s an honor to meet you, Syrendryth. I’m Vaera. I’m terribly sorry if we’re bothering you,” she said politely, watching him for a reaction before looking over at T’ryn to confirm if she did okay. Dragon body language was unknown to her. She had no idea what Syrendryth might be thinking, and she didn’t want to offend him! He did move his head to where it could be reached, so Vaera supposed that was a good sign. She copied where and how T’ryn scratched Syrendryth’s head as exactly as she could, hoping she was doing it all right.
“Thank you, Syrendryth,” she told the dragon, a little breathless with how close she was to him. A bronze dragon had brought her to the Gather, the Fort Weyrleader’s Xyreith, but she hadn’t really met Xyreith. She’d greeted him politely, but she hadn’t gotten so close to his head. R’nya had helped her climb on and she’d clung in amazement to Madiquel the entire time, she didn’t really interact with the dragon. Meeting Syrendryth was different. “I apologize if we’re bothering you. I really don’t want to impose,” she blushed, glancing back over at T’ryn. “I don’t need to climb on him, and don’t need to go for a ride or anything. If he wants to go for a quick flight later and doesn't mind me tagging along, I would like to, but I don’t want to be any trouble.” Vaera turned back to focus completely on Syrendryth, scratching by his head knobs as best she could, completely absorbed in the task. Dragon hide was such a fascinating texture! And so warm!