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10.Jul.12, 12:16 AM
D’hys almost didn’t show up for the announcement, figuring whatever it would contain would be talked about for the rest of the day, perhaps even the following day. He had risen early to get a good portion of his work for the day done so most of the afternoon would be clear to relax with or without friends. In the end, he figured the announcements never took that long and since it was happening at noon, he could just swing by the Dining Hall for something to eat after. It was a two-for-one sort of deal.
With Ronarth acting more like an excited green and not a stoic bronze, D’hys decided that counted as permission enough to continue with the daring flying he sometimes joined Z’ia in but also that this announcement was going to be something good. Ronarth would be subdued if the news was bad but if he was in good spirits and behaving like a weyrling, D’ren was about to blow their minds with something.
The truth wasn’t nearly as exciting as the hype D’hys had built up in his mind.
Wings were being reinstated? It wasn’t the best news he’d ever heard but it wasn’t the worst either – that honour went to lashings making a comeback. It would be more work during already busy days, which wasn’t exactly horrible either since D’hys did like physical activities and flying would be a good work out for both Zeianth and him. That, actually, was a reason to get excited. They would have more reasons to be up in the air rather than meandering about on the land and D’hys was born for flying thanks to dragonrider parents – and apparently free-falling when Z’ia batted his pretty eyes and convinced him to take a dive.
Like you were just thinking about Ronarth, we have permission to do some stunts now. D’hys chuckled and couldn’t agree more. The wingleaders would have fits over some of their moves and the possible influence over any of the young Katlian-born dragons but it would be entertaining all the same.
Just like the continued announcement of weyrmates being placed together. It made sense and D’ren was known for practicing caution and trying to keep everyone happy so no one should have been surprised over that decree. It was the list of so-called pairings that caused quite a stir throughout the crowd and D’hys was among them, laughing when he heard one name in particular. R’nd was weyrmated and to B’jin no less? The bluerider that was unobtainable yet everyone still wanted had just been publically outed as being glued to the hip of B’jin. Grey eyes scanned the crowd for either man and D’hys barely caught a glimpse of a horrified expression the greenrider wore before doing his best to vanish in his group of friends. That was amusing but not nearly as much as the shock R’nd displayed and the way you could see his mind shutting down against the truth as he tried to form a denial that he felt comfortable with living in.
“Looks like I may have some new games,” D’hys pondered aloud, gaze going back to where B’jin was now being accosted by a friend. It had been a while since he had the weyrmate challenge and he was willing to bet Z’ia would be up for it as well just to add an extra layer of fun. Speaking of Z’ia, D’hys wondered if D’ren would be wise enough to keep them apart or put them together so they wouldn’t waste time distracting the other’s wing.
With Ronarth acting more like an excited green and not a stoic bronze, D’hys decided that counted as permission enough to continue with the daring flying he sometimes joined Z’ia in but also that this announcement was going to be something good. Ronarth would be subdued if the news was bad but if he was in good spirits and behaving like a weyrling, D’ren was about to blow their minds with something.
The truth wasn’t nearly as exciting as the hype D’hys had built up in his mind.
Wings were being reinstated? It wasn’t the best news he’d ever heard but it wasn’t the worst either – that honour went to lashings making a comeback. It would be more work during already busy days, which wasn’t exactly horrible either since D’hys did like physical activities and flying would be a good work out for both Zeianth and him. That, actually, was a reason to get excited. They would have more reasons to be up in the air rather than meandering about on the land and D’hys was born for flying thanks to dragonrider parents – and apparently free-falling when Z’ia batted his pretty eyes and convinced him to take a dive.
Like you were just thinking about Ronarth, we have permission to do some stunts now. D’hys chuckled and couldn’t agree more. The wingleaders would have fits over some of their moves and the possible influence over any of the young Katlian-born dragons but it would be entertaining all the same.
Just like the continued announcement of weyrmates being placed together. It made sense and D’ren was known for practicing caution and trying to keep everyone happy so no one should have been surprised over that decree. It was the list of so-called pairings that caused quite a stir throughout the crowd and D’hys was among them, laughing when he heard one name in particular. R’nd was weyrmated and to B’jin no less? The bluerider that was unobtainable yet everyone still wanted had just been publically outed as being glued to the hip of B’jin. Grey eyes scanned the crowd for either man and D’hys barely caught a glimpse of a horrified expression the greenrider wore before doing his best to vanish in his group of friends. That was amusing but not nearly as much as the shock R’nd displayed and the way you could see his mind shutting down against the truth as he tried to form a denial that he felt comfortable with living in.
“Looks like I may have some new games,” D’hys pondered aloud, gaze going back to where B’jin was now being accosted by a friend. It had been a while since he had the weyrmate challenge and he was willing to bet Z’ia would be up for it as well just to add an extra layer of fun. Speaking of Z’ia, D’hys wondered if D’ren would be wise enough to keep them apart or put them together so they wouldn’t waste time distracting the other’s wing.
