Naysi
:Story::Search::Hatching::Weyrling::Adult:
:Moon Shadow Weyr::Tripaldi Weyr

When Naysi returned to the Weyr with her fire lizard and told the kitchen staff how she had impressed the flit everyone laughed. No one seemed to believe her story that the flit had actually woken her in search of food. Everyone knew that fire lizards were fickle creatures and you had to almost force them to impress to you. But a dragonrider present in the room knew differently. He frowned as he heard the story and went immediately to the Weyrwoman. Before long he came back, asking Naysi to come with him.

Naysi wondered why the Weyrwoman would want to see her, but as Ori had eaten until she was full and fallen asleep in her arms she had no reason to protest and carried the little queen with her to the Weyrwoman’s weyr. Xalia was seated at a desk going over paperwork when Naysi walked in. She knew the Weyrwoman, though not as well as most of the other weyrbrats did. She had not wanted the mothering the Weyrwoman had tried to give her and so they had not gotten along well from the beginning. Xalia looked up as she entered and smiled, indicating a nearby chair for Naysi to sit in.

“Naysi, hello, how are you dear?” started the Weyrwoman as Naysi sat.

“Fine,” came the curt reply. Naysi didn’t understand why the Weyrwoman wanted to see her and was put off by the woman’s friendly manner.

“I see this is the fire lizard I’ve just been told about,” Xalia said, smiling at the bundle of golden hide curled in Naysi’s arms. “What have you decided to call her?”

“Ori.”

Xalia waited as if expecting an explanation, but when she realized her attempt at friendliness was not welcome she decided to get straight to the point. “Naysi, it occurs to me that if this fire lizard searched you out rather than the other way around then you may have some extraordinary abilities.”

Naysi said nothing and so Xalia continued. “What I’m trying to say here Naysi is that I think it’s time for you to become a candidate. I’m thinking of sending you to another Weyr. We don’t have room for another candidate right now and I like to send our young people elsewhere. You may of course return if you wish to, but I think I’m going to send you to Moon Shadow Weyr. Do you have any objections to that?”

“No,” Naysi said simply and Xalia looked shocked. She had not expected the girl to be so calm about it. Most of the young people she decided to send away were a bundle of emotion, not always good, that she had to untie before they would continue listening to her. She didn’t know that Naysi had become an expert at schooling her face and her voice not to betray any hint of emotion, which she saw as a weakness.

“Well then, pack your things and in the morning a Searchrider from Moon Shadow will be here to pick you up,” Xalia said, and shook her head as the young woman got up and left the weyr without another word.

Inside Naysi’s emotions were a turmoil almost as chaotic as Ori’s had been. She could not believe she would be a candidate for a dragon. She had long wondered what her purpose would be at the weyr in the long term and now she had her answer. She would be going to another Weyr and though there was no guarantee that she would impress she knew she would not give up trying until they decided she was too old. She could almost feel the dragonrider blood in her veins quicken in excitement at the prospect of becoming a dragonrider though to every person she passed on her way to her rooms she was as calm and unemotional as ever.