16.Oct.13, 03:17 AM
Ceilidhe was muttering under her breath by now.
"Green... male.... green... male... green... male.... green male! I might as well just make it one word," the rider muttered to herself, her voice low enough that none but V'riy could here. He smiled at her sympathetically but she shrugged and rolled her eyes, making a joke out of it. Deep down, she was disappointed, of course she was. But there was nothing she could do about it. She felt badly for the injured green but there was nothing for her to do about it so she just watched the pair slowly exit from the sands.
When Thread returned, Ceilidhe had no doubt it would be an advantage to the Weyr to have strong, capable male fighters that could lead their dragons to sear Thread from the skies and protect Pern once again. It was just a shame that so many women weren't as serious about the fighting part as they were about the flighting part! Ceilidhe was sure that was part of the reason that the blues and greens passed over many of the females. They must be able to sense it. She had once heard talk from a young female candidate that the only reason she wanted green was for "frequent flights" - at this point in the conversation the girl collapsed in a fit of giggling.
Ce'lie had been glad when that girl had not impressed one at the Hatching. That kind of thinking might be fine for future a gold dragonrider, riding the female dragon that has the sole responsibility to breed... but for a fighter, you had to be smart. Dedicated. And better than your peers, much better.. because they were almost all men.
The greenrider blinked as she came back to the present and scanned the sands once again. It looked like the only one left was the gold egg. She grabbed V'riy's hand in her own and gave it a reassuring squeeze. She dropped her voice to a whisper and said, "Everything will be fine... stop bouncing like that. Relax. If Arddra sees you bopping all over the place she's going to worry."
[Twilirth] Yes, calm down. You look rediculous. Be at peace, we are also here to help if needed. [/twilirth]
"Thank you..." V'riy said softly to the green, a touch of surprise in his voice. "That means a lot to me."
The two dragons and their riders turned their eyes on the sands again, awaiting the inevitable.
"Green... male.... green... male... green... male.... green male! I might as well just make it one word," the rider muttered to herself, her voice low enough that none but V'riy could here. He smiled at her sympathetically but she shrugged and rolled her eyes, making a joke out of it. Deep down, she was disappointed, of course she was. But there was nothing she could do about it. She felt badly for the injured green but there was nothing for her to do about it so she just watched the pair slowly exit from the sands.
When Thread returned, Ceilidhe had no doubt it would be an advantage to the Weyr to have strong, capable male fighters that could lead their dragons to sear Thread from the skies and protect Pern once again. It was just a shame that so many women weren't as serious about the fighting part as they were about the flighting part! Ceilidhe was sure that was part of the reason that the blues and greens passed over many of the females. They must be able to sense it. She had once heard talk from a young female candidate that the only reason she wanted green was for "frequent flights" - at this point in the conversation the girl collapsed in a fit of giggling.
Ce'lie had been glad when that girl had not impressed one at the Hatching. That kind of thinking might be fine for future a gold dragonrider, riding the female dragon that has the sole responsibility to breed... but for a fighter, you had to be smart. Dedicated. And better than your peers, much better.. because they were almost all men.
The greenrider blinked as she came back to the present and scanned the sands once again. It looked like the only one left was the gold egg. She grabbed V'riy's hand in her own and gave it a reassuring squeeze. She dropped her voice to a whisper and said, "Everything will be fine... stop bouncing like that. Relax. If Arddra sees you bopping all over the place she's going to worry."
[Twilirth] Yes, calm down. You look rediculous. Be at peace, we are also here to help if needed. [/twilirth]
"Thank you..." V'riy said softly to the green, a touch of surprise in his voice. "That means a lot to me."
The two dragons and their riders turned their eyes on the sands again, awaiting the inevitable.