27.Mar.21, 07:54 AM
“It would make sense,” Madiquel said slowly, considering the question N’lis had put forward with pursed lips and a thoughtful frown. “And gold dragons really don’t have much else to do,” she said slyly, looking sideways at N’lis with a small smirk on her lips. “They can’t breathe fire, and spend so much time confined to the Sands.” It made sense to Madiquel that they would have something important to do, even if they couldn’t get out and about to fight Threadfall in the sky.
“Oh!” She grinned when the subject turned back to her move, and Madiquel bit her lip as she considered. “I don’t have a set day, really. Mostly its in the hands of R’nya what with the paperwork and stuff.” She waved a hand vaguely to indicate that she’d submitted her transfer and was waiting to hear back from it. “And getting Papa onto a dragon. Ze is too small to carry us both – I am not. – no matter what she says,” Madiquel said with a roll of her eyes. “R’nya said he would get D’hys to pick him up.” She swooned playfully against N’lis, fanning her face with a giggle. “He’s so sweet!” She was not talking about R’nya, though he had his moments of sweetness.
Sitting upright again and giggling still, Madiquel shook her head. “Hopefully sooner rather than later. I’m going to spend this afternoon cleaning up my weyr, and Ze and I brought a little bit of my stuff, too.” It was currently all dumped on the ledge of the weyr she’d been assigned, waiting to be put away. Madiquel wasn’t in a hurry to do that, because it was boring and none of her friends were free to spend a lazy afternoon with her dusting a weyr. Which was fair, but no fun. Better to throw herself at N’lis and his baby dragon class and enjoy the afternoon with friends.
“Oh!” She grinned when the subject turned back to her move, and Madiquel bit her lip as she considered. “I don’t have a set day, really. Mostly its in the hands of R’nya what with the paperwork and stuff.” She waved a hand vaguely to indicate that she’d submitted her transfer and was waiting to hear back from it. “And getting Papa onto a dragon. Ze is too small to carry us both – I am not. – no matter what she says,” Madiquel said with a roll of her eyes. “R’nya said he would get D’hys to pick him up.” She swooned playfully against N’lis, fanning her face with a giggle. “He’s so sweet!” She was not talking about R’nya, though he had his moments of sweetness.
Sitting upright again and giggling still, Madiquel shook her head. “Hopefully sooner rather than later. I’m going to spend this afternoon cleaning up my weyr, and Ze and I brought a little bit of my stuff, too.” It was currently all dumped on the ledge of the weyr she’d been assigned, waiting to be put away. Madiquel wasn’t in a hurry to do that, because it was boring and none of her friends were free to spend a lazy afternoon with her dusting a weyr. Which was fair, but no fun. Better to throw herself at N’lis and his baby dragon class and enjoy the afternoon with friends.