06.Oct.13, 05:57 PM
01.06.234 AL
The weather was very hot and she did her best to avoid the bright sun. As dinner approached she hoped V'riy would like to go on a picnic with her. Suspecting he wouldn't want a hot meal any more than she did in this heat and humidity, Arddra packed a basket with chilled wine, cheeses, meatrolls, bread, sweetbread and fresh fruit.
Wishing she could just call Morith to her so he could give her a ride to V'riy's hut, Arddra walked towards his hut. As she didn't have the ability to speak to any dragon or even a specific dragon unless it was actually listening to her thoughts, she didn't even try. Morith may not even be at the hut, but she was certain V'riy will. He wasn't one to come to the hall to eat, preferring to do his own cooking.
By the time she neared his hut Arddra was drenched in sweat despite her efforts to stick to the shade. Pausing so she could take a drink out of the waterskin she also brought, Arddra was sick of the heat. It would be nice to be at Fort, it was so much cooler there at this time of the year. She didn't want to go home and miss out on Impressing however, she wanted a dragon in her life.
Taking a deep breath she pushed on, the basket getting more heavy than ever. She was also carrying a small pack which held a change of clothing. Remembering the first lesson V'riy gave her on how to wash a dragon, the idea of another picnic near a cool lake sounded like the perfect plan. She hoped once she arrived at V'riy's hut he will be willing to fly to a cool location and they both could get out of the heat. The entire South cannot be so hot.
Finally she reached V'riy's hut and knocked upon the door, eager to get out of the sun.
The weather was very hot and she did her best to avoid the bright sun. As dinner approached she hoped V'riy would like to go on a picnic with her. Suspecting he wouldn't want a hot meal any more than she did in this heat and humidity, Arddra packed a basket with chilled wine, cheeses, meatrolls, bread, sweetbread and fresh fruit.
Wishing she could just call Morith to her so he could give her a ride to V'riy's hut, Arddra walked towards his hut. As she didn't have the ability to speak to any dragon or even a specific dragon unless it was actually listening to her thoughts, she didn't even try. Morith may not even be at the hut, but she was certain V'riy will. He wasn't one to come to the hall to eat, preferring to do his own cooking.
By the time she neared his hut Arddra was drenched in sweat despite her efforts to stick to the shade. Pausing so she could take a drink out of the waterskin she also brought, Arddra was sick of the heat. It would be nice to be at Fort, it was so much cooler there at this time of the year. She didn't want to go home and miss out on Impressing however, she wanted a dragon in her life.
Taking a deep breath she pushed on, the basket getting more heavy than ever. She was also carrying a small pack which held a change of clothing. Remembering the first lesson V'riy gave her on how to wash a dragon, the idea of another picnic near a cool lake sounded like the perfect plan. She hoped once she arrived at V'riy's hut he will be willing to fly to a cool location and they both could get out of the heat. The entire South cannot be so hot.
Finally she reached V'riy's hut and knocked upon the door, eager to get out of the sun.