16.Jul.22, 08:39 PM
Chir kept his peace while the rider and dragon discussed the number of eggs. As a new arrival, he admittedly had no knowledge about how many were considered typical, few, or a lot and was forced to rely on what they had to say about it.
They're the best because they're yours, the boy complimented, pleased as he rested his arms and chin along the wall separating the stands from the sands.
He was more than pleased when Malvayth scooted close enough that he could stroke her head just as Cazan did. The boy stroked the dragon's cheek with affection, even going so far as to nuzzle against her in gratitude for the trust she was showing him. He'd be certain not to betray it and keep to this side of the wall.
With the knowledge passed about where Chirp would be best, she settled comfortably in Chir's lap as he continued to lavish the gold with attention. With the early hour, the quiet across the Weyr, and the company of beloved friends, the young hunter felt most content! In a world without responsibilities, Chir imagined he could spend much of his life simply basking in the company of his new friends. The dragons (most of them, at least) seemed so tolerant of his company and enjoyed the simple touches as much as he did.
He listened in companionable silence as the pair chattered about others. From previous conversations, Chir already knew that Xyxyth was Malvayth's previous partner for her current clutch of eggs. Based on how she gushed about him, he could only imagine good things. She knew of T'ryn as well just from previous talks but appreciated the reminder that he was Caz's beau. Kor'is's name he knew from Mylorah and Taith. Upon hearing the name of his favorite blue dragon, the boy beamed. Of course, she'd want to share his company, too. Taith was a delight.
I don't mind that I'm not allowed, he reassured in case it was a lingering concern. I'm a candidate, too, not just your friend. Others might get jealous if you let me, but not them. He still found it strange to think of himself as a candidate when he didn't at all feel qualified for the role. There were so many others who had devoted years to their studies, and even years to attending Hatchings. Siro, of course, was the first who came to mind for obvious reasons. What if Siro couldn't Impress again? Would his friend hold it against him if he did his first time around?
Do you think...you could convince one of your prizes about someone? Honestly, Chir wasn't sure if it was possible, or even polite to ask, but he wanted very much for Siro to do well. My friend, Sironar, would make a very good rider to one of them. At least, I think so. He's very kind. Do you know him? He is sort of quiet. The boy managed a wry smile. Not as quiet as me. Anyone would be hard pressed to be quieter than the mute! It's okay if not. I hope it's not impolite to ask that kind of thing. You'll tell me if something is, right? he requested gently.
They're the best because they're yours, the boy complimented, pleased as he rested his arms and chin along the wall separating the stands from the sands.
He was more than pleased when Malvayth scooted close enough that he could stroke her head just as Cazan did. The boy stroked the dragon's cheek with affection, even going so far as to nuzzle against her in gratitude for the trust she was showing him. He'd be certain not to betray it and keep to this side of the wall.
With the knowledge passed about where Chirp would be best, she settled comfortably in Chir's lap as he continued to lavish the gold with attention. With the early hour, the quiet across the Weyr, and the company of beloved friends, the young hunter felt most content! In a world without responsibilities, Chir imagined he could spend much of his life simply basking in the company of his new friends. The dragons (most of them, at least) seemed so tolerant of his company and enjoyed the simple touches as much as he did.
He listened in companionable silence as the pair chattered about others. From previous conversations, Chir already knew that Xyxyth was Malvayth's previous partner for her current clutch of eggs. Based on how she gushed about him, he could only imagine good things. She knew of T'ryn as well just from previous talks but appreciated the reminder that he was Caz's beau. Kor'is's name he knew from Mylorah and Taith. Upon hearing the name of his favorite blue dragon, the boy beamed. Of course, she'd want to share his company, too. Taith was a delight.
I don't mind that I'm not allowed, he reassured in case it was a lingering concern. I'm a candidate, too, not just your friend. Others might get jealous if you let me, but not them. He still found it strange to think of himself as a candidate when he didn't at all feel qualified for the role. There were so many others who had devoted years to their studies, and even years to attending Hatchings. Siro, of course, was the first who came to mind for obvious reasons. What if Siro couldn't Impress again? Would his friend hold it against him if he did his first time around?
Do you think...you could convince one of your prizes about someone? Honestly, Chir wasn't sure if it was possible, or even polite to ask, but he wanted very much for Siro to do well. My friend, Sironar, would make a very good rider to one of them. At least, I think so. He's very kind. Do you know him? He is sort of quiet. The boy managed a wry smile. Not as quiet as me. Anyone would be hard pressed to be quieter than the mute! It's okay if not. I hope it's not impolite to ask that kind of thing. You'll tell me if something is, right? he requested gently.