27.Feb.21, 03:53 PM
L'tri followed to her weyr and waited while she put the water on for the klah. He'd noticed the put upon reaction to him and Jedreth's presence from the green and had almost declined the invitation but he couldn't. He needed to make sure that the little green was going to be alright and he was the type to help where he was needed. He didn't mind helping Jimeleah go over Jammerith to make sure she was alright, he didn't really have anything better to do.
It was a quick look over, catching scrapes and scratches here and there before slathering numbweed over them. He made sure Jam got a few neck scratches and ridge scratches as he helped Jim work through what needed treatment and what could be left alone. He could feel Jedreth's curiosity and the blue finally came inside to inspect things. When they were finished, the blue gazed at the green expectantly and a little hope, and the sigh he let out when she scooched was delighted. L'tri grinned as he thumped down next to her to mantle a wing over her back.
It was no trouble, he told her with a grunt as she pushed herself mostly beneath him. L'tri chuckled and followed behind Jim. His brows cranked up as he looked at all of the things she had scattered across her table. He'd forgotten that Fort made the women get healer training before standing and the paperwork looked like healer stuff. It was all a foreign language to the bluerider, not the brightest L'tri had never been slated for the crafts. He took the cup from her and inhaled the scent before taking a sip.
"Your weyr is enormous," he said as he settled on the other end of the couch and shifted to tuck a leg up before turning to watch her. "I'm sure I can find some kids to tell it to," he chuckled, "No one else to regale with a tale." Oh, he was sure Madelan or E'rid would listen to him but not without something in return. "I do have to admit I've never seen a dragon stuck in a tree before," he laughed a little, "Does she do that kind of stuff a lot?"
It was a quick look over, catching scrapes and scratches here and there before slathering numbweed over them. He made sure Jam got a few neck scratches and ridge scratches as he helped Jim work through what needed treatment and what could be left alone. He could feel Jedreth's curiosity and the blue finally came inside to inspect things. When they were finished, the blue gazed at the green expectantly and a little hope, and the sigh he let out when she scooched was delighted. L'tri grinned as he thumped down next to her to mantle a wing over her back.
It was no trouble, he told her with a grunt as she pushed herself mostly beneath him. L'tri chuckled and followed behind Jim. His brows cranked up as he looked at all of the things she had scattered across her table. He'd forgotten that Fort made the women get healer training before standing and the paperwork looked like healer stuff. It was all a foreign language to the bluerider, not the brightest L'tri had never been slated for the crafts. He took the cup from her and inhaled the scent before taking a sip.
"Your weyr is enormous," he said as he settled on the other end of the couch and shifted to tuck a leg up before turning to watch her. "I'm sure I can find some kids to tell it to," he chuckled, "No one else to regale with a tale." Oh, he was sure Madelan or E'rid would listen to him but not without something in return. "I do have to admit I've never seen a dragon stuck in a tree before," he laughed a little, "Does she do that kind of stuff a lot?"