29.May.22, 12:11 PM
Mylorah had a free day of chores. Sometimes she spent the time with friends at Ista Weyr but usually she begged a dragonriding friend to take her to one of the other Weyrs to visit long distance friends. Sometimes she even managed to align with Tazikel’s schedule and she would see her charming Sir Tazicurls. Today was one of the days that saw her giving puppy eyes to A’tay. He was already going regularly to Telgar Weyr so Xyxyth could visit with Malvayth and make sure she was well and not in need of anything. T’ryn had been taking that whole situation better than they all thought he would and Mylorah bet it had something to do with M’quel. Hopefully her brothers knew what they were doing.
But she wasn’t in Telgar for her family. Today she was on the hunt for Fetch. She missed him dearly and wanted to spend time with him and perhaps convince him to Stand at some Hatchings again. It was already late morning so she didn’t bother starting in the Candidates’ barracks or the dining cavern. There was a very high chance he would be in the stables. His love of the horses was still odd to her but it was also cute watching him with the animals and sexy watching how his muscles moved when doing some of the labour. But she didn’t find him there either. There was a chance he was helping someone else with heavy lifting but she wouldn’t know unless she asked another worker about it.
She called out to the man working quietly on some saddles in a small room. When that didn’t get a response, she tried again, frowned, and then knocked loudly on the door, smiling when that got a reaction. When the boy turned around, she took a second to study him. He was definitely new, at least from the last time she had Stood in Telgar. Her last few visits hadn’t given her a chance to mingle with new Candidates and that was certainly what he had to be. She smiled and gave a little wave. “Hi! I’m Mylorah. I’m a Candidate from Ista but up here visiting for the day. When did you arrive at the Weyr? Oh, and have you seen Fetch? Fediletch is his full name if you know him that way.”
But she wasn’t in Telgar for her family. Today she was on the hunt for Fetch. She missed him dearly and wanted to spend time with him and perhaps convince him to Stand at some Hatchings again. It was already late morning so she didn’t bother starting in the Candidates’ barracks or the dining cavern. There was a very high chance he would be in the stables. His love of the horses was still odd to her but it was also cute watching him with the animals and sexy watching how his muscles moved when doing some of the labour. But she didn’t find him there either. There was a chance he was helping someone else with heavy lifting but she wouldn’t know unless she asked another worker about it.
She called out to the man working quietly on some saddles in a small room. When that didn’t get a response, she tried again, frowned, and then knocked loudly on the door, smiling when that got a reaction. When the boy turned around, she took a second to study him. He was definitely new, at least from the last time she had Stood in Telgar. Her last few visits hadn’t given her a chance to mingle with new Candidates and that was certainly what he had to be. She smiled and gave a little wave. “Hi! I’m Mylorah. I’m a Candidate from Ista but up here visiting for the day. When did you arrive at the Weyr? Oh, and have you seen Fetch? Fediletch is his full name if you know him that way.”