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31.Jul.22, 08:39 AM
Gangleri truly was in shock if he couldn’t remember the basics she had shared about weyrlinghood. Then again, the handful of months of being celibate was usually what she remembered to bring up before every Hatching, just like she had done before they left his bed. It really was a good thing they had that quickie since it would have to last them a while now. That also reminded her she needed to get some herbs to avoid pregnancy since a trip between couldn’t happen pre-Hatching like she normally managed to have.
Mylorah frowned at Oncaeth and gave the new bronzerider a look that said she wasn’t happy about his stomach pains but wouldn’t voice them out loud. But he had told her he was fine and wouldn’t bother him for long. Then again, that really hadn’t happened all that long ago no matter how long the night already felt. She wanted to point to several Healers in the area to make him talk to them but he had been so secretive about some of his extra training and skills that she knew it wouldn’t matter. And stomach cramps were probably at the bottom of the list of worries for the married expecting father that was now a dragonrider in a whole other region from his family.
T’ryn agreed to talk to S’far and was about to leave to do just that but Mylorah stopped him. “Tell everyone that if they want to go right to bed, I don’t mind waiting until morning for them to meet Amagrith,” she saw the moment her dragon’s name registered and collided with good and bad memories and she nodded, purposely mentioning her name for that very reason. “I know. Maybe warn them about her beautiful name as well.” She tried to explain to the gold why her name made her smile and sad at the same time because of an energetic green that was no longer with them but they both kept getting distracted by everything around them so she knew they’d have to try again when things were calmer.
After T’ryn left, Mylorah crouched beside Amagrith and wrapped her arms around her for a hug while they watched Oncaeth have his first meal. “You don’t need to bribe me, Gangleri. Uh, pardon me, L’ri,” she switched to addressing the bronze with a little dip of her head to show she didn’t mean to disrespect the honorific. “I meant my offer. I’ll help you and share everything I know but this is also my first time with a dragon so some of it will be a new experience together.” And she didn’t think the extra lessons would come for quite a while with how exhausted new weyrlings always looked.
“Let’s start with how itchy you are and where.” Mylorah proceeded to explain the bond between rider and dragon and how open it was in the beginning so paying close attention to itchiness and hunger were very important. Once they got through that, she’d break the news about his new living accommodations. She had a feeling he’d never had to share before and would be in for quite a shock. Maybe she should save that until she could grab Tazikel so she wouldn’t have to repeat a lot of the important information while also providing dragon-approved comfort to her men.
Mylorah frowned at Oncaeth and gave the new bronzerider a look that said she wasn’t happy about his stomach pains but wouldn’t voice them out loud. But he had told her he was fine and wouldn’t bother him for long. Then again, that really hadn’t happened all that long ago no matter how long the night already felt. She wanted to point to several Healers in the area to make him talk to them but he had been so secretive about some of his extra training and skills that she knew it wouldn’t matter. And stomach cramps were probably at the bottom of the list of worries for the married expecting father that was now a dragonrider in a whole other region from his family.
T’ryn agreed to talk to S’far and was about to leave to do just that but Mylorah stopped him. “Tell everyone that if they want to go right to bed, I don’t mind waiting until morning for them to meet Amagrith,” she saw the moment her dragon’s name registered and collided with good and bad memories and she nodded, purposely mentioning her name for that very reason. “I know. Maybe warn them about her beautiful name as well.” She tried to explain to the gold why her name made her smile and sad at the same time because of an energetic green that was no longer with them but they both kept getting distracted by everything around them so she knew they’d have to try again when things were calmer.
After T’ryn left, Mylorah crouched beside Amagrith and wrapped her arms around her for a hug while they watched Oncaeth have his first meal. “You don’t need to bribe me, Gangleri. Uh, pardon me, L’ri,” she switched to addressing the bronze with a little dip of her head to show she didn’t mean to disrespect the honorific. “I meant my offer. I’ll help you and share everything I know but this is also my first time with a dragon so some of it will be a new experience together.” And she didn’t think the extra lessons would come for quite a while with how exhausted new weyrlings always looked.
“Let’s start with how itchy you are and where.” Mylorah proceeded to explain the bond between rider and dragon and how open it was in the beginning so paying close attention to itchiness and hunger were very important. Once they got through that, she’d break the news about his new living accommodations. She had a feeling he’d never had to share before and would be in for quite a shock. Maybe she should save that until she could grab Tazikel so she wouldn’t have to repeat a lot of the important information while also providing dragon-approved comfort to her men.
