20.Sep.13, 02:22 AM
Part of her wanted to rebel and point out that maybe she didn't want to have kids. Or maybe she didn't want to get married. But the practical part of her mind knew that with the dragon population decimated the way it was, having kids really was the most practical thing one could do when living in a weyr. And she had no desire to live Katila - it was as much as part of her as anything else was. She knew in time it would be alright.
She did completely agree with Arddra on the dragons, though. Women should be able to ride dragons without any conflict! Women were light, and they were definitely capable. Some might not think so, but Casa felt that she did pretty good. She was smart, she wasn't afraid of exploration or doing physical things, and she was capable in a fight. Granted, she had a good chance to try this stuff more...she was an acknowledged candidate now.
She nodded at Arddra's suggestion of meeting in her room at some point where they would have privacy and time to themselves. Just because she was willing to try it didn't mean that she wanted everyone to know about it! This was definitely something she would be hiding for the meantime. A secret to keep even from Quenym.
"I'll let you do the picking out," she muttered, trying to sound positive. She was grateful someone had been here to help with all of this; she felt tired, and a little drained, but knew this was something she'd just have to get used to. Thankfully, she had good friends like Arddra who helped her retain her sanity and adjust to the things she found so difficult. Like dresses.
She did completely agree with Arddra on the dragons, though. Women should be able to ride dragons without any conflict! Women were light, and they were definitely capable. Some might not think so, but Casa felt that she did pretty good. She was smart, she wasn't afraid of exploration or doing physical things, and she was capable in a fight. Granted, she had a good chance to try this stuff more...she was an acknowledged candidate now.
She nodded at Arddra's suggestion of meeting in her room at some point where they would have privacy and time to themselves. Just because she was willing to try it didn't mean that she wanted everyone to know about it! This was definitely something she would be hiding for the meantime. A secret to keep even from Quenym.
"I'll let you do the picking out," she muttered, trying to sound positive. She was grateful someone had been here to help with all of this; she felt tired, and a little drained, but knew this was something she'd just have to get used to. Thankfully, she had good friends like Arddra who helped her retain her sanity and adjust to the things she found so difficult. Like dresses.