19.Mar.21, 10:14 AM
"You might regret that offer," R'nar chuckled at the other greenrider and caught the assessing glance. He really did hate the whole couldn't have relations with other people thing about being a weyrling. His brother had warned him but D'sen was such a prude that R'nar doubt the man had any problems with the celibacy rule. He chuckled at his own thoughts as he dropped to the ground not too far from where A'mos was beating the blankets.
R'nar will help you not feel sad, he tells wonderful stories, the little green repeated herself as Fayath admitted she was a little sad. Anserath settled in next to Fayth and R'nar as she wrapped a wing over Fayath's back. Yeah R'nar! she burbled happily, Tell us a story, a good one. R'nar laughed at the exuberance of his green, knowing full well it didn't matter what story he told as long as he told one.
"Sure I'll tell you a story Fayath," he nodded and scratched Anserath's headknobs before booping Fayath on the nose, "Do you know what kind of story you want to hear? I know what kind Anserath wants but we'll give you the choice this time." He grinned at Anserath's disappointment, the green had wanted to pick the story but she did really good at not starting an argument about it.
"My jacket could use a good beating," he grinned at A'mos as he shucked the heavy wherhide jacket off his shoulders and handed it over to the other greenrider, "I'd offer my pants but I don't think that'd be a good idea."
R'nar will help you not feel sad, he tells wonderful stories, the little green repeated herself as Fayath admitted she was a little sad. Anserath settled in next to Fayth and R'nar as she wrapped a wing over Fayath's back. Yeah R'nar! she burbled happily, Tell us a story, a good one. R'nar laughed at the exuberance of his green, knowing full well it didn't matter what story he told as long as he told one.
"Sure I'll tell you a story Fayath," he nodded and scratched Anserath's headknobs before booping Fayath on the nose, "Do you know what kind of story you want to hear? I know what kind Anserath wants but we'll give you the choice this time." He grinned at Anserath's disappointment, the green had wanted to pick the story but she did really good at not starting an argument about it.
"My jacket could use a good beating," he grinned at A'mos as he shucked the heavy wherhide jacket off his shoulders and handed it over to the other greenrider, "I'd offer my pants but I don't think that'd be a good idea."