04.Jul.12, 05:29 AM
Midday was generally a boring time for Grith. Well, Par'a was always planted in the dining hall eating to her heart's content, so Grith had to find someone else to pester. That was the rule, when she remembered it; "Amuse yourself while I eat". With everyone else also eating, there was usually only dragons to play with and even having short memories, they tended to grow tired of entertaining Grith three times every day.
So she was alone, flying around above the Weyr making patterns. It wasn't as good as making them on the ground, there she left claw marks and paw prints that she could look at from the sky later. But her wings had been aching that morning, so Par'a had somehow convinced her to try some gentle flying to stretch them out. That made the patterns even more boring, no twists and turns, dives and spins... Just sweeping curves. Boring.
Looking down she saw ever so tiny glimmers in the gather square. Now that was odd. It wasn't the flash and shine of metal or glass, just little sparkles, akin to glitter. Angling her wings she flew lower, keen to find out what these curious glints were. As she did so she saw one of the little Blue Weyrlings, his hide shedding to a much lighter shade in areas. Further inspection showed another Blue nearby, though he wasn't quite as pale as the Weyrling's patches. They both seemed to be looking at the glimmers, or were at least focused in the same direction. Maybe they knew what they were!
Hey!
She called down. Though she hadn't quite seen Indivara yet, her voice would certainly reach the young girl.
What's going on? She chirped excitedly, still circling lower and lower. Her pace frustrated herself, but she could feel Par'a's faint but firm presense there, ready to slow her excitable Green and keep her well-paced.
Eventually she came to land in the square, quickly trotting over to the Blues. Finally she saw the glimmers for what they were; bubbles! If Grith had a better memory she would know exactly what they were and how they worked, but well, she didn't. Eager to touch one of them and have it sit on her nose she pounced forward, bumping her nose up into one. When it popped on the tip she squealed, that wasn't nice! Pouting she dropped her rump to the ground and slumped her wings to the ground, completely dejected.
So she was alone, flying around above the Weyr making patterns. It wasn't as good as making them on the ground, there she left claw marks and paw prints that she could look at from the sky later. But her wings had been aching that morning, so Par'a had somehow convinced her to try some gentle flying to stretch them out. That made the patterns even more boring, no twists and turns, dives and spins... Just sweeping curves. Boring.
Looking down she saw ever so tiny glimmers in the gather square. Now that was odd. It wasn't the flash and shine of metal or glass, just little sparkles, akin to glitter. Angling her wings she flew lower, keen to find out what these curious glints were. As she did so she saw one of the little Blue Weyrlings, his hide shedding to a much lighter shade in areas. Further inspection showed another Blue nearby, though he wasn't quite as pale as the Weyrling's patches. They both seemed to be looking at the glimmers, or were at least focused in the same direction. Maybe they knew what they were!
Hey!
She called down. Though she hadn't quite seen Indivara yet, her voice would certainly reach the young girl.
What's going on? She chirped excitedly, still circling lower and lower. Her pace frustrated herself, but she could feel Par'a's faint but firm presense there, ready to slow her excitable Green and keep her well-paced.
Eventually she came to land in the square, quickly trotting over to the Blues. Finally she saw the glimmers for what they were; bubbles! If Grith had a better memory she would know exactly what they were and how they worked, but well, she didn't. Eager to touch one of them and have it sit on her nose she pounced forward, bumping her nose up into one. When it popped on the tip she squealed, that wasn't nice! Pouting she dropped her rump to the ground and slumped her wings to the ground, completely dejected.
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