03.Apr.18, 01:18 AM
As both a fellow weyrbrat and Candidate, Nerreh knew Chalris well enough that she had been among those he’d asked to help with his mother’s dinner party-event-thing. She’d gone along with it readily enough; had to do work, but she got food out of it. Extra nice food was always good. So she’d helped transport food from the kitchens up to Mulrissa’s weyr with Chalris and a few others, and now they were being introduced to Bedith. Nerreh couldn’t lie; the gold was frankly, quite impressive. She may have been around dragons all her life, but she didn’t get a chance to be this close to golds often. Due to her friendship with Vaeyla, Nerreh had met Nadioth a few times, but not that often and always outside. Bedith was even bigger, and something about a dragon in an enclosed space made them seem larger than they did in open air.
In other words, Bedith was really big and kind of intimidating, considering the way she was looking at them all. Nerreh shifted awkwardly, deeply aware of the gold’s attention on them. Sizing them up to see if they were worthy of any of her hatchlings? Not that Bedith had Risen yet, but eventually she would, and if Nerreh hadn’t Impressed by then maybe she’d be Standing for the Clutch. She tried to send competent, fighting dragon riding vibes at the gold, hoping for the best. Spice chittered from her shoulder, the brown firelizard chatting with Chalris’ Sandy. Apparently whatever Spice said offended the other brown, because Nerreh suddenly felt Sandy tackling Spice off her shoulder. She stumbled a bit, pushed off balance by the unexpected contact.
“What did you say?” She asked, looking at Spice with disappointment. Really? In front of the gold? Chalris started forward, perhaps intending to separate them, but Bedith turned a great whirling eye on the tussling browns and within seconds both had bolted, shrieking and winging their way into the main room.
“Thank you,” Nerreh said to Bedith. “That nuisance never listens to me.” Really, he didn’t. Nerreh loved the little troublemaker, but honestly. He was such a pain to keep in line. It didn’t help that Nerreh got a little too much enjoyment from the chaos he occasionally caused. She glanced over to Chalris, who was staring after the departed firelizards with concern. Nerreh didn’t really care if they mucked things up, really, but if they got into the food then she wouldn't be able to eat it. And that was tragic.
“I’ll make sure they’re not tearing your mother’s little party apart, don’t worry.” She said, heading over to the door, having decided to rescue the tasty treats that lay beyond. “Thank you for meeting with us, Bedith” Nerreh told the dragon politely, walking a bit further before pausing to call back to her friends. “I should be back in a minute.”
Feel free to decide what the firelizards get up to, or ignore them until someone else's thread
In other words, Bedith was really big and kind of intimidating, considering the way she was looking at them all. Nerreh shifted awkwardly, deeply aware of the gold’s attention on them. Sizing them up to see if they were worthy of any of her hatchlings? Not that Bedith had Risen yet, but eventually she would, and if Nerreh hadn’t Impressed by then maybe she’d be Standing for the Clutch. She tried to send competent, fighting dragon riding vibes at the gold, hoping for the best. Spice chittered from her shoulder, the brown firelizard chatting with Chalris’ Sandy. Apparently whatever Spice said offended the other brown, because Nerreh suddenly felt Sandy tackling Spice off her shoulder. She stumbled a bit, pushed off balance by the unexpected contact.
“What did you say?” She asked, looking at Spice with disappointment. Really? In front of the gold? Chalris started forward, perhaps intending to separate them, but Bedith turned a great whirling eye on the tussling browns and within seconds both had bolted, shrieking and winging their way into the main room.
“Thank you,” Nerreh said to Bedith. “That nuisance never listens to me.” Really, he didn’t. Nerreh loved the little troublemaker, but honestly. He was such a pain to keep in line. It didn’t help that Nerreh got a little too much enjoyment from the chaos he occasionally caused. She glanced over to Chalris, who was staring after the departed firelizards with concern. Nerreh didn’t really care if they mucked things up, really, but if they got into the food then she wouldn't be able to eat it. And that was tragic.
“I’ll make sure they’re not tearing your mother’s little party apart, don’t worry.” She said, heading over to the door, having decided to rescue the tasty treats that lay beyond. “Thank you for meeting with us, Bedith” Nerreh told the dragon politely, walking a bit further before pausing to call back to her friends. “I should be back in a minute.”
Feel free to decide what the firelizards get up to, or ignore them until someone else's thread