11.Apr.21, 10:17 AM
“Oh,” Madiquel said, slightly disappointed, but she nodded her head thoughtfully, it made sense not to bombard the Dining Hall with loud dragonets. Madiquel had been lucky, what with her class being so small and with them all being generally quiet. Well, mostly. Until someone set off Dyoricath, of course, but Dyoricath had a voice loud enough to be heard across the whole Weyr regardless of where any of them were.
“Ze will probably want to eat, too,” Madiquel said thoughtfully, turning to look at her dragon. “She hasn’t eaten for a few weeks.” Studying her dragon, Madiquel chewed on her bottom lip. “I’ll have to ask R’nya if Xyreith can kill something for her. She hasn’t hunted since she broke her leg trying to take down a beast.” That had been so scary and Madiquel had quickly made arrangements with Eb’zer and L’gan to have their dragons bring food for Zezeth. That arrangement hadn’t ended even after Zezeth’s leg had healed, but with them moving back to Fort, other arrangements would need to be made. R’nya at least wasn’t likely to mind, but Madiquel felt both he and Xyreith likely had better things to do than hunt for a scraggly green.
Madiquel’s lingering consideration over her dragon’s needs was interrupted when N’lis spoke, and she turned her attention back to him, smiling easily as he stared down at the grass, oblivious to the reason for his discomfort. Her smile bloomed into a widened expression as he continued, and she nodded her head. “Definitely!” Madiquel extended her hands, offering them to N’lis to assist in pulling him to his feet so he could collect his dragonet. Once he was up, she gave him a quick hug. “I’ll see you soon!” She promised. “I need to eat and I have to tidy my room otherwise I’ll have no where to sleep tonight!” Laughing, Madiquel waved before running across the grounds towards the main entrance. Food!
“Ze will probably want to eat, too,” Madiquel said thoughtfully, turning to look at her dragon. “She hasn’t eaten for a few weeks.” Studying her dragon, Madiquel chewed on her bottom lip. “I’ll have to ask R’nya if Xyreith can kill something for her. She hasn’t hunted since she broke her leg trying to take down a beast.” That had been so scary and Madiquel had quickly made arrangements with Eb’zer and L’gan to have their dragons bring food for Zezeth. That arrangement hadn’t ended even after Zezeth’s leg had healed, but with them moving back to Fort, other arrangements would need to be made. R’nya at least wasn’t likely to mind, but Madiquel felt both he and Xyreith likely had better things to do than hunt for a scraggly green.
Madiquel’s lingering consideration over her dragon’s needs was interrupted when N’lis spoke, and she turned her attention back to him, smiling easily as he stared down at the grass, oblivious to the reason for his discomfort. Her smile bloomed into a widened expression as he continued, and she nodded her head. “Definitely!” Madiquel extended her hands, offering them to N’lis to assist in pulling him to his feet so he could collect his dragonet. Once he was up, she gave him a quick hug. “I’ll see you soon!” She promised. “I need to eat and I have to tidy my room otherwise I’ll have no where to sleep tonight!” Laughing, Madiquel waved before running across the grounds towards the main entrance. Food!