02.Mar.12, 10:26 PM
Indivara's expression altered slightly as Jada expressed sympathy that the younger girl had been unable to join them. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously into blue slits, while her mouth turned down in a frown. Being taunted by the Northerners wasn't unusual, and while Indivara hadn't chalked Jada up as the type to do so, she wasn't about to simply lie down and be walked all over if that was what the trained Harper was expecting. When the woman continued without any digs, Indivara relaxed a little and nodded her head slightly, once, at the thanks she was given as Jada took the sheaf of parchment.
The small girl's expression was calculating as she listened to the information she was given about the eggs. She nodded slightly, connecting what she had heard at Renewed Hope to what she was hearing now, and the stories her mother and other dragonriders had told her. "As they get Harder, the emotions should become stronger and more distinct." Indivara offered, her face smoothing out into a polite neutrality as she tilted her head thoughtfully.
"I was born shortly after Nirinath recalled the survivors. There were others born while they were Banished, of course, but I was the first born to the Weyr." She didn't think she really had to add that that meant she'd been around dragons for her entire life, but she did anyway. "My mother rides a green. My father was a riderless that was brought along. He died a few turns back. Those who never bond don't live very long, in comparison." Indivara said stately, "Mumma was in her forties when she had my baby brother," she added, as an example. "Dragonless die in their forties, they certainly don't have babies! Dragonriders live to be over one hundred." The girl's blue eyes widened dramatically as she said this, and she leaned forward towards Jada, as if she were going to diverge some huge secret. "They stop the aging process, somehow! Pretty neat, hey?"
If Indivara were aware of any negative impact dragon bonding could have on someone's life - and she probably was - the girl obviously considered them pathetic in comparison to all that bonding to a dragon could be. Leaning backwards a little, the girl gave Jada an unabashed once over, sizing the woman up before meeting her eyes boldly. "What do you want to Impress?" It didn't occur to the girl that Jada might not want to Impress. The harper woman wasn't nearly irritable enough to be against it, which to Indivara meant she knew of how much she was being honoured!
The small girl's expression was calculating as she listened to the information she was given about the eggs. She nodded slightly, connecting what she had heard at Renewed Hope to what she was hearing now, and the stories her mother and other dragonriders had told her. "As they get Harder, the emotions should become stronger and more distinct." Indivara offered, her face smoothing out into a polite neutrality as she tilted her head thoughtfully.
"I was born shortly after Nirinath recalled the survivors. There were others born while they were Banished, of course, but I was the first born to the Weyr." She didn't think she really had to add that that meant she'd been around dragons for her entire life, but she did anyway. "My mother rides a green. My father was a riderless that was brought along. He died a few turns back. Those who never bond don't live very long, in comparison." Indivara said stately, "Mumma was in her forties when she had my baby brother," she added, as an example. "Dragonless die in their forties, they certainly don't have babies! Dragonriders live to be over one hundred." The girl's blue eyes widened dramatically as she said this, and she leaned forward towards Jada, as if she were going to diverge some huge secret. "They stop the aging process, somehow! Pretty neat, hey?"
If Indivara were aware of any negative impact dragon bonding could have on someone's life - and she probably was - the girl obviously considered them pathetic in comparison to all that bonding to a dragon could be. Leaning backwards a little, the girl gave Jada an unabashed once over, sizing the woman up before meeting her eyes boldly. "What do you want to Impress?" It didn't occur to the girl that Jada might not want to Impress. The harper woman wasn't nearly irritable enough to be against it, which to Indivara meant she knew of how much she was being honoured!