Harpertrue
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Post by Harpertrue on Mar 15, 2004 12:33:14 GMT -5
Naercyth yawned widely, settling his head down. A couple eyelids sheathed his sightless eyes. T'rin stood from his perch on his steed's foot and sauntered to the brown's nose. He scratched the dragon's eyeridge.
"T'rin of blind brown Naercyth." T'rin gave a small bow to Neou.
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Post by Neou and Korint on Mar 15, 2004 12:37:48 GMT -5
Neou returned the bow from her awkward sitting position. "Is he full grown? I am truly sorry if it seems I am bothering you with so many questions, but it seems that you most likely know much more about dragons then myself, and know the Weyr better. Thus far I have only explored outside of the Weyr, not inside. As for dragonlore, I know only what the Harper ballads tell us, and basic knowledge of course. I never thought being bonded to one would be so wonderful." Eyes sparkling, Neou gave one fond look to Elenath, who had moved forward to touch noses with the blind brown dragon. }Be careful love. You must remember that he cannot see you.{ I am being careful. I am golden Queen Elenath. Who are you? Curious, as the small Queen had not paid much attention to her Bonded's conversation, Elenath thingyed her head. Shakespeare gave an obliging trill, waking Kask, who growled once at him before turning over to go back to sleep.
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Post by Harpertrue on Mar 15, 2004 12:44:51 GMT -5
Naercyth exhaled calmly. He lifted the lids over his eyes. He rumbled kindly. Hello, little queen Elenath. I am Naercyth.
T'rin smiled. "Yes I believe he is full grown." He sighed wistfully. "Neither had I. I wouldn't have guessed it'd be so... awesome." He ran a hand through his pitch black hair.#nosmileys
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Post by Neou and Korint on Mar 15, 2004 12:48:43 GMT -5
Hello Naercyth. You are very big now, but I shall be much larger then you soon! Neou laughed out loud at her dragon's cheeky words, then sighed wistfully herself. "It is wonderful. The ballads that I sing do not capture half of that bond, just the basics. They could not possibly convey the bond... And it would be almost against some rule of the Charter to try. I think that my bond with Elenath is the strongest, though the others are close. I am not sure whether whersports can bond to another like whers can if their Bonded dies or something similar to that. I know that Shakespeare will be a very loyal companion as soon as he gets past the stage in which he only eats and sleeps. As for the syphirs, we can only guess." Neou shrugged once, toying with an errant strand of flaxen hair that had escaped the nape of it she kept at her neck. Elenath exhaled back once, before scurrying to hide behind Neou, peering out over her shoulder cautiously. "Not very brave, are you love?"
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Post by Harpertrue on Mar 15, 2004 12:58:22 GMT -5
Naercyth rumbled with laughter, T'rin laughed, too, as the queen hid. Well, I'm sure you will be.
T'rin smiled. "Will you be playing at the next Gather?"
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Post by Feline Protector on Mar 15, 2004 13:01:28 GMT -5
I like it here. The amused tones of Fannith rumbled through Ruvna as they both moved towards the small grouping, Blaze running ahead, and, as usual, tripping over stones. Her Flitts danced around him and chirriped amused tones at his antics.
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Post by Neou and Korint on Mar 15, 2004 13:05:19 GMT -5
"I do hope so, and I believe that I will have an obligation to. Watch-whers sing, and so do fire lizards, so hopefully I shall have a small group to also contribute to the general noise of music." Shakespeare again gave his melodic trill, echoed by Dask's own strange half trill, half bleating noise which altogether sounded more like, "Etreeettt." Strange indeed. Hearing the noise of another, Neou turned carefully to see the Junior Weyrwoman coming, bronze whersport running ahead. Tual woke then, made a warning noise, and carefully placed his body between that of his Bonded and this strange whersport who threatened his. Neou pushed the whersport carefully away. "I am sure that he does not meant to steal me as his Bonded." Neou chuckled once, then turned once more to look at Elenath, who clearly did not like being laughed at. "Oh, cheer up. You did look rather funny love." She smiled at the creature in a gentle manner, making a motion for the other rider to do so also. She did not wish for her Queen to be unhappy.
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Post by Feline Protector on Mar 15, 2004 13:09:05 GMT -5
Blaze glanced at the other bronze and curled up on the floor, causeing Ruvna to promptly trip over him.
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Post by Harpertrue on Mar 15, 2004 13:10:42 GMT -5
"It's okay. I was laughing at Naercyth." He walked to the queen crouching in front of her. "I'm sorry." He smiled warmly. Standing back up he reached to pry the white Syphir from his ear, which it was constricting mercilessly. He turned to see who had come, Naercyth turned a sightless eye to the Silver and her rider, instantaneously.
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Post by Neou and Korint on Mar 15, 2004 13:14:36 GMT -5
Good. I do not like it when people laugh at me. It makes me feel bad. They should not. But they should not like me because my hide is gold either, like most of those girls did. Elenath snorted once before coming out from behind Neou to gaze at the bronze whersport. He looked a little like her Bonded's bronze Tual, but much smaller. Not that much actually. But still smaller. The other whersport snorted once before curling up before his Bonded, as if trying to prove that he could do whatever that bronze could do. After all, there was Kask to Impress, and she was a female, albiet a very young one. It seemed that whersports would be quick to mature, like whers. A Turn, maybe less of growth, and then they would be full grown. So it was, so it would always be, or so Neou thought. "I have a feeling that Elenath is going to be quite spoiled by everyone, which I cannot say I like. I was never spoiled." Neou shrugged once. Her life had not been as joyous as this, even in the Harper Hall.
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Post by Harpertrue on Mar 15, 2004 14:33:15 GMT -5
T'rin looked at Elenath for a long moment. Naercyth settled down again sensing the newcomer was no danger.
Elenath would not like to be spoiled, I'd expect. She is not one that would enjoy being cosseted. The brown snorted.
"Naercyth does not believe Elenath will enjoy such pandering to." T'rin smiled.
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Post by Neou and Korint on Mar 15, 2004 16:07:17 GMT -5
"I doubt she would, but she receives it anyway." Neou shrugged once. "Though I suppose most of it would be from me. I suppose that is just because she is mine though, and I view her as the most beautiful," here Neou paused, "female dragon from the clutch. And the most intelligent, with the best heart of course. One cannot rely on beauty and looks alone. If that was the case, I would not have half as many friends as I do, nor would I have had any lovers." Grin impish, Neou settled herself more firmly, trying to keep her whersports from completely taking over her lap. They crooned plantatively at being expelled from her lap, but Neou shut her ears to the noise. Standing and then reaching down, she proceeded to rub Elenath's eye ridges. Crooning, the dragon gently leaned against her Bonded's legs, oblivious to all else. "She says her hide itches! What do I do?" Suddenly worried, Neou forgot all she knew about dragons as she looked at the other dragonrider, eyes worried.
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Post by Harpertrue on Mar 15, 2004 16:28:54 GMT -5
"The most beautiful, female dragon?" T'rin smiled. "And which was the most beutiful male of the clutch might I ask?"
He glanced at Elenath. Then turned and ruffled through a bag on the ground by Naercyth. He pulled out a small pot. "It's oil. You should rub it on her hide often. Chafed hide breaks between. Or something to that effect, I'm no Weyrling Master." He laughed, handing her the pot of oil. "Firelizards need oil too every once and a while. I'm not sure about Weyrspots though, or syphirs." He shrugged.
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Post by Neou and Korint on Mar 15, 2004 16:38:06 GMT -5
"I would not know. I have not met any male dragons from that clutch yet. Just you, K'roi, and the Weyrwoman, if you count shouting commands at her to bring meat meeting her. A few others before the Hatching, and some of the females." Taking the oil gratefully, Neou rubbed it deep into Elenath's hide, causing the gold to croon with pleasure and close her eyes. "Not here love. If you are tired, we can go back to the Weyr. As for whersports, I am almost certain their hides do not have to be oiled. Their hides are tough, more like a wher's hide then a firelizard's. Do syphirs need their hide oiled? I really do not hope so." Moving onto Shakespeare, she oiled the firelizard's hide until it gleamed with good health and oil. Moving to her two syphirs, Neou was greeted with a hiss at the prospect of oil. "I do not think they like it, which I hope means they do not need to be oiled. The last thing I need is yet another creature to oil every day." Making a noise of agreement, comically, Dask pushed against his Bonded. "I think that all of them are tired. Sadly, that means I must depart soon."
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Post by Harpertrue on Mar 15, 2004 16:45:37 GMT -5
"Ah, that's okay. I'm sure my lump, Naercyth could use some sleep too." He patted Naercyth's nose. "I have not actually met many of the new Weyrlings. Just you and the few that came to the Syphir Impression. I didn't even see what the boy I Searched Impressed." T'rin sighed. "I hope he Impressed something. He had said something about being left at eight other Hatchings. He was a nice boy, tall and frail looking. Did you happen to see what he Impressed? His name was Miraz."
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