17.Oct.20, 07:16 PM
Are you... Sariel's eyebrow rose.
Sweet Faranth, Sariel thought as she carefully and quickly tacked up her dragon and hop-jumped up to the young gold's saddle. Another quick moment to buckle in and to get Cirith to stop wiggling and they were off, gliding their way to Cazan's Weyr.
"Cazan," Sariel said with a laugh. "I have wine and a Gather present from Cirith because she felt she needed an excuse to come see Malvayth. The wine's Bendan vintage."
She carefully set the be-ribboned bottle and the neat little box down on a table and smiled almost lopsided. It had been a ridiculous sevenday and a bit but no one had had enough of it than Cazan, of that, she was sure.
"I hope you're doing well."