Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
06.Feb.23, 01:48 PM
T'ryn did not want to make the trip to High Reaches in place of S'far but the Weyrleader had insisted, no matter the amount of times it was pointed out he had too much to do. I believe that was the point. He might be a nuisance, but even fools have a moment of sound advice. You needed to get out and I needed to stretch my wings properly. T'ryn sighed, knowing he was utterly defeated, and patted his dragon's neck affectionately. "And here I thought you liked being a lazy lump. Bedith doesn't Fly for several months... is Cazan's pregnancy starting to bother you again?" Syrendryth didn't bother to give that an answer so T'ryn took it as the correct guess. His dragon had grown antsy and extra grumpy the last few months of the first pregnancy, though he never said why it affected him. T'ryn's personal theory was the great bronze beast couldn't be as useful as he was to Bedith when she was on the Sands and didn't like floundering or being seen as weak or an imperfect mate--or extension of one. T'ryn really wished people would believe him when he said Syrendryth wasn't so bad.
It was because of Syrendryth's silent concerns and his overall love for the dragon that T'ryn decided they should take a little longer returning to Telgar and go for a nice flight around the High Reaches. It had been a while since their sneak out sessions, and his boy really did deserve a good long stretch of the wings--and maybe some fresh air away from responsibilities would do him well as well. T'ryn had quickly dropped off the gift from S'far to A'dis, passing along the message that the High Reaches Weyrsecond was still a Telgar bronze in the older rider's heart and deserved some woodwork of love. T'ryn definitely twitched as he passed along the pun that accompanied it, but had blocked it from memory as soon as the words left his mouth so he could enjoy the carefree flight. After chatting a bit about their new positions and assurances that V'lia was still doing well with the current weyrling class and seemed excited to move to High Reaches after the graduation.
They continued to soar away from the Weyr, gliding and dipping with the currents and Syrendryth's mood. T'ryn found he really did need a chance to let go and not worry about his tasks for the day, or sneakily doing Cazan's tasks, or tending to the twins. He was taking in the beauty of the region when on one of their lower dives, T'ryn swore he saw someone eating, possibly alone. Did I hallucinate or was someone just back there on a rocky outcrop among those trees?Hallucination. That confirmed there really was someone back there. Had he actually been alone? Did he need some assistance? Not everyone needs assistance, and it doesn't always need to come from you. . He knew that... mostly. He felt he was getting better at not meddling or inserting himself into some saviour role, but he also couldn't help it and now he was simply curious.
After a little back and forth, Syrendryth finally wheeled around and slowed his speed enough that T'ryn could call out as he waved to the young man, "hello! If you're in need of a lift or anything else, we'll wait for a bit at the clearing just over there." He pointed to the spot that seemed large enough for the bronze to land and smiled before they angled for that clearing.
It was because of Syrendryth's silent concerns and his overall love for the dragon that T'ryn decided they should take a little longer returning to Telgar and go for a nice flight around the High Reaches. It had been a while since their sneak out sessions, and his boy really did deserve a good long stretch of the wings--and maybe some fresh air away from responsibilities would do him well as well. T'ryn had quickly dropped off the gift from S'far to A'dis, passing along the message that the High Reaches Weyrsecond was still a Telgar bronze in the older rider's heart and deserved some woodwork of love. T'ryn definitely twitched as he passed along the pun that accompanied it, but had blocked it from memory as soon as the words left his mouth so he could enjoy the carefree flight. After chatting a bit about their new positions and assurances that V'lia was still doing well with the current weyrling class and seemed excited to move to High Reaches after the graduation.
They continued to soar away from the Weyr, gliding and dipping with the currents and Syrendryth's mood. T'ryn found he really did need a chance to let go and not worry about his tasks for the day, or sneakily doing Cazan's tasks, or tending to the twins. He was taking in the beauty of the region when on one of their lower dives, T'ryn swore he saw someone eating, possibly alone. Did I hallucinate or was someone just back there on a rocky outcrop among those trees?
After a little back and forth, Syrendryth finally wheeled around and slowed his speed enough that T'ryn could call out as he waved to the young man, "hello! If you're in need of a lift or anything else, we'll wait for a bit at the clearing just over there." He pointed to the spot that seemed large enough for the bronze to land and smiled before they angled for that clearing.
