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26.Jan.12, 01:48 AM
Par'a laughed loudly, the sound much like a naughty child's. "Oh, the Headwoman never really minded so long as they were kept under watch. Though… she never did seem very strict. Hmm." She leaned back, haven finally cleared her plate. Swilling the wine in her glass she dipped back into her memories, or at least attempted to until Ronarth butted into her thoughts. Jerking up straight she frowned before understanding who it was that she could hear.
"Ah… D'ren, can you tell, Ronarth is it? Tell him he didn't do anything, Grith's just a stubborn wherryhead. He needn't take her cold attitude to heart." Par'a said, trying her best to hide the smile that was creeping onto her face. Ah, dragon drama, it was so innocent at heart and in a way sweet to witness.
Snacks anywhere would be nice! I've been quite well. Though the little wingless ones haven't been prettying me much lately! Someone has been making them work, Grith rolled her eyes, which could be clearly sensed along the mental connections, so I don't get prettied! It makes me sad, her tone wilted as she finished. A mental sniff reached Par'a who looked around cautiously as sulky emotions bombarded her mind.
"Please don't come into the dining hall…" she muttered, closing her eyes tight and crossing her fingers as she waited. PELL! Grith shrieked, so loud Par'a wouldn't have been surprised if the entire Weyr had heard her. Pell do you love me? Will you come and swim with me? Pell! Grith continued to shriek, though on a slightly lower frequency. 'Of course I love you darling. I've loved you for over four decades. I'll swim with you later, right now I'm with company.' Par'a replied soothingly.
"Oh I do adore children, so long as they return to their parents at the end of the day, or sooner if they're tantrum throwers. Ah, the joys of being a grandmother," she said, a gentle smile on her face. Grith continued to whine at Par'a, though she wasn't making any moves to barge into the dining hall. You don't love me! 'Yes I do Grith, but I can't be with you every hour of the day. I have to socialise too you know.' Par'a reasoned.
"Do either of yourselves have children? Excluding the obvious of course", she gestured to E'lore's swollen belly, grinning knowingly at both the joys and terrors pregnancy and newborn children brought with them. "I admire your determination by the way, having a child at your age. I was done and dusted almost two decades ago when I had my last child."
"Ah… D'ren, can you tell, Ronarth is it? Tell him he didn't do anything, Grith's just a stubborn wherryhead. He needn't take her cold attitude to heart." Par'a said, trying her best to hide the smile that was creeping onto her face. Ah, dragon drama, it was so innocent at heart and in a way sweet to witness.
Snacks anywhere would be nice! I've been quite well. Though the little wingless ones haven't been prettying me much lately! Someone has been making them work, Grith rolled her eyes, which could be clearly sensed along the mental connections, so I don't get prettied! It makes me sad, her tone wilted as she finished. A mental sniff reached Par'a who looked around cautiously as sulky emotions bombarded her mind.
"Please don't come into the dining hall…" she muttered, closing her eyes tight and crossing her fingers as she waited. PELL! Grith shrieked, so loud Par'a wouldn't have been surprised if the entire Weyr had heard her. Pell do you love me? Will you come and swim with me? Pell! Grith continued to shriek, though on a slightly lower frequency. 'Of course I love you darling. I've loved you for over four decades. I'll swim with you later, right now I'm with company.' Par'a replied soothingly.
"Oh I do adore children, so long as they return to their parents at the end of the day, or sooner if they're tantrum throwers. Ah, the joys of being a grandmother," she said, a gentle smile on her face. Grith continued to whine at Par'a, though she wasn't making any moves to barge into the dining hall. You don't love me! 'Yes I do Grith, but I can't be with you every hour of the day. I have to socialise too you know.' Par'a reasoned.
"Do either of yourselves have children? Excluding the obvious of course", she gestured to E'lore's swollen belly, grinning knowingly at both the joys and terrors pregnancy and newborn children brought with them. "I admire your determination by the way, having a child at your age. I was done and dusted almost two decades ago when I had my last child."
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