17.Nov.16, 05:03 AM
Laughter followed Indivara as she took him up on the offer for a head start. She had, on occasion, beaten him in races when they were growing up and R’vi sometimes wondered if he was the one that needed the head start but he wasn’t quite as lazy as he used to be and was smart enough to know he’d get his ass handed to him if he pretended to lose to Indivara.
He ate a bit more pie as he watched his friend prepare for the trip before finally deciding he’d better get moving as well. He didn’t rush, nor did he purposely take his time, but dressed as he usually did.Lies. You would be rushing if this was a normal start to the day and you slept in. R’vi scowled at the dragon with the dream-like hide. He didn’t know what it was about Vydoriath’s hide that made him feel that way but it always had a calming effect on him. It didn’t even matter that some patches of hide were of a purplish-pink hue since it lent to his beauty.
As Indivara finished up and turned her gaze on him, R’vi, now dressed, was squatting back down to take a few more bites of pie. Anything leftover would be left behind for a lucky critter to find, though the empty pan would be tossed into his satchel. No way was he returning to the Weyr without it. The head woman in the kitchen would have him by the ear, literally, and nag him for far too long. That was a fate he wanted to avoid after learning that lesson once before.
“Wha? I was still hungry. I’m a growing boy!” R’vi feigned innocence as a bit of filling clung to the side of his mouth. He licked at his lips and then both forks before cleaning up. “Just need a minute and we’ll be ready.” He waved a hand to Vydoriath who was mostly geared up. R’vi still had to tighten some straps but was otherwise ready to go. Most of the population knew him as the lazier twin and the one who liked to shirk responsibility but when it came to his dragon, R’vi was focused. He maintained his leathers and had been told by a Wingleader that he was impressed by the speed and efficiency he geared up his dragon during drills. He may not have Impressed bronze or became a Weyrleader like N’vian but R’vi had wanted to prove he was still an amazing dragonrider.
“Let’s go feed these hungry fellas!” R’vi climbed up Vydoriath and strapped himself in and waited for his friend to take the lead. He knew Katila as well as she did but this was her excursion and there was a chance that Indivara had a special hunting area that he didn’t know about or wouldn’t have assumed was their destination even if he did.
He ate a bit more pie as he watched his friend prepare for the trip before finally deciding he’d better get moving as well. He didn’t rush, nor did he purposely take his time, but dressed as he usually did.
As Indivara finished up and turned her gaze on him, R’vi, now dressed, was squatting back down to take a few more bites of pie. Anything leftover would be left behind for a lucky critter to find, though the empty pan would be tossed into his satchel. No way was he returning to the Weyr without it. The head woman in the kitchen would have him by the ear, literally, and nag him for far too long. That was a fate he wanted to avoid after learning that lesson once before.
“Wha? I was still hungry. I’m a growing boy!” R’vi feigned innocence as a bit of filling clung to the side of his mouth. He licked at his lips and then both forks before cleaning up. “Just need a minute and we’ll be ready.” He waved a hand to Vydoriath who was mostly geared up. R’vi still had to tighten some straps but was otherwise ready to go. Most of the population knew him as the lazier twin and the one who liked to shirk responsibility but when it came to his dragon, R’vi was focused. He maintained his leathers and had been told by a Wingleader that he was impressed by the speed and efficiency he geared up his dragon during drills. He may not have Impressed bronze or became a Weyrleader like N’vian but R’vi had wanted to prove he was still an amazing dragonrider.
“Let’s go feed these hungry fellas!” R’vi climbed up Vydoriath and strapped himself in and waited for his friend to take the lead. He knew Katila as well as she did but this was her excursion and there was a chance that Indivara had a special hunting area that he didn’t know about or wouldn’t have assumed was their destination even if he did.