28.Dec.23, 06:33 AM
Since the Touching, Wynera had been staying in the barracks with everyone else instead of with her mother. It helped those in charge keep an eye on everyone, but she also enjoyed how it felt like its own tight-knit community. In fact, she almost felt like an interloper at times because she'd only been in the chaos of the barracks for a week and she didn't Stand at other Weyrs so she didn't know a vast majority of the Candidates as well as they seemed to know each other despite classes and chores together over the last month. But that was okay. So many Candidates were far more outgoing than she was and they easily drew her out of her shell and made her feel welcome.
That was why she was sitting in a circle with several young men, teaching them some simple crochet moves to make scarves. They had spent the early hours of their confinement teaching her various card games and Wynera was surprised at how eager they were to learn something she was interested in when they finally grew bored of the games. She suspected some of them were there more as a way to get into her bed, but even they were putting real effort into trying to make something from a ball of yarn--balls of yarn that were too enticing for her chubby blue firelizard to ignore. Hook alternated from batting at them or clinging to one and rolling around. He wasn't getting into mischief and he was helping to keep them all entertained, so Wynera let him be.
When the call came to head to the Sands, Wynera stopped two of the young men from dropping their items and bolting so she could instruct them how to safely set aside their project. Then she shooed them off and finished putting everything in her basket, mostly to keep sneaky firelizards from spotting new toys to mess with. After that, she fixed her hair back up in a tight bun, adjusted her boots, and had a quick stop at the food table. With her hunger satisfied, Wynera zipped over to the Sands where she parted ways with Hook, sending him to sit with A'tay and Shadow when they arrived. She didn't doubt that her brother would come, even though K'dar would also want to come to support Mylorah. Surely the Weyrwoman could handle Igen for an afternoon so both could come?
That was why she was sitting in a circle with several young men, teaching them some simple crochet moves to make scarves. They had spent the early hours of their confinement teaching her various card games and Wynera was surprised at how eager they were to learn something she was interested in when they finally grew bored of the games. She suspected some of them were there more as a way to get into her bed, but even they were putting real effort into trying to make something from a ball of yarn--balls of yarn that were too enticing for her chubby blue firelizard to ignore. Hook alternated from batting at them or clinging to one and rolling around. He wasn't getting into mischief and he was helping to keep them all entertained, so Wynera let him be.
When the call came to head to the Sands, Wynera stopped two of the young men from dropping their items and bolting so she could instruct them how to safely set aside their project. Then she shooed them off and finished putting everything in her basket, mostly to keep sneaky firelizards from spotting new toys to mess with. After that, she fixed her hair back up in a tight bun, adjusted her boots, and had a quick stop at the food table. With her hunger satisfied, Wynera zipped over to the Sands where she parted ways with Hook, sending him to sit with A'tay and Shadow when they arrived. She didn't doubt that her brother would come, even though K'dar would also want to come to support Mylorah. Surely the Weyrwoman could handle Igen for an afternoon so both could come?