22.Jun.21, 11:39 AM
Ulliendis had been enjoying his time in Benden Weyr. New friends had been made and he’d had a chance to explore and poke around various places quite a bit. He was almost sad to leave the place; assuming he didn’t Impress. Impressing here was a bit sad in its own way as well, though. Some of the bed buddies he’d made would be horrible temptations for those early months when he would have to remain celibate and focus all of his energy on raising a dragon. There really were some massive downsides to Impressing but overall, it would be a marvellous adventure and Ulliendis figured it would be worth it. A test of character or some such thing.
Although, as he eyed the bronze at the entrance, perhaps a smaller dragon would be nice. That one seemed like far too much work. If only they were like felines and did a lot of self-care so less time would be spent on baths and oiling. Perhaps a dark blue dragon on the smaller side and they could sneak about together. That could be fun!
Ulliendis marvelled at the large clutch but both dragons were massive so he supposed that made sense. He heard Ista’s Weyrwoman’s gold was tiny and had only a handful of eggs which also made sense but must have been hard to Stand for even without the drama. Knowing how much smaller that thin chance would be had to suck. Maybe he’d find out soon! If this one didn’t work out, Ista was coming up and he had yet to laze on their beach.
He followed behind a couple of boys as they all headed off in the same direction. They each went for the closest eggs but Ulliendis meandered a bit further, humming under his breath a merry tune. He didn’t want to interrupt the chorus playing in his head and so he waited several seconds beside an egg before finally moving to greet the dragonet.
Eggie 9, please!
Although, as he eyed the bronze at the entrance, perhaps a smaller dragon would be nice. That one seemed like far too much work. If only they were like felines and did a lot of self-care so less time would be spent on baths and oiling. Perhaps a dark blue dragon on the smaller side and they could sneak about together. That could be fun!
Ulliendis marvelled at the large clutch but both dragons were massive so he supposed that made sense. He heard Ista’s Weyrwoman’s gold was tiny and had only a handful of eggs which also made sense but must have been hard to Stand for even without the drama. Knowing how much smaller that thin chance would be had to suck. Maybe he’d find out soon! If this one didn’t work out, Ista was coming up and he had yet to laze on their beach.
He followed behind a couple of boys as they all headed off in the same direction. They each went for the closest eggs but Ulliendis meandered a bit further, humming under his breath a merry tune. He didn’t want to interrupt the chorus playing in his head and so he waited several seconds beside an egg before finally moving to greet the dragonet.
Eggie 9, please!