Jeniae’s green Phylith was having a much easier time learning to fly than her clutch brother Ducath. She executed a double-loop and then glided softly down to the floor of the weyrbowl where Jeniae awaited her.The cool lake water poured out of the bucket, splashing down onto the green dragonet, rinsing away the slight suds from scrubbing.
Ooh! Phylith said, shaking her little wings, spattering her Impresser with water.
"Hey!" Jeniae laughed, hopping backwards. "You’re the one getting the bath here, not me!"
Why?
Phylith asked, eyes whirling in shades of happiness."Because I... well, I don’t know, Phylith. Dragons bathe in the lake, and their riders in the bathing rooms."
Why can’t I bathe inside?
The green asked."Because dragons are too big to get in the bathing room, I suppose."
Oh.
Phylith said, then went off on a tangent, like green dragons often did. Will you play again?"Huh?" Jeniae said, stooping to dip up another bucket of rinse water.
That wooden-music-thing. Will you do that again?
"Um... sure. But not until you’re rinsed, dried, and oiled dear one. Now spread your wings..."
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As the dragonets settled into their couches to sleep off yet another meal, Jeniae produced a clarinet-like instrument from her clothes press, and began to play softly. At first it was just scales, but soon that melded into theaching tunes about birds and dragons and other happy things. She began to play one of the tragic ballads, but quickly switched tunes to the implicit sadness wouldn’t disturb Phylith.
Her younger sister Maranni came to mind, and Jeniae wished her crippled sister could have seen the Hatching. Jeniae had no way of knowing that Maranni had Impressed the slick green Twengith from Baeris Kshau’s Healing Den.
Maranni will be happy to see you Jeniae, when we go see her. She an always go see another hatching, and you can go with her.
Phylith said, oddly logical for a silly green hatchling.Then Jeniae found herself wishing she’d gotten a firelizard before she’d left Two River Hold. Then it could fly a message home to Maranni...
You could get one NOW.
Phylith said. It couldn’t take her a note, but it could help scrub me.Jeniae had to stop playing as she began to laugh. "We’ll have to see about that, Phylith, dearheart."
Jeniae’s green Phylith was having a much easier time learning to fly than her clutch brother Ducath. She executed a double-loop and then glided softly down to the floor of the weyrbowl where Jeniae awaited her.
When will we fly together?
The green asked, folding her wings neatly."When the Weyrlingmaster says we can." Jeniae responded calmly, resting her instrument in her lap.
Can he say so sooner?
The green asked, settling on her haunches."I don’t know, Phylith." Jeniae said lovingly. But I can’t wait until we can start going Between." Jeniae mused. "I want to get back to East Rock."
Sharding dimglows!!!! Phylith yelled mentally, so loud Jeniae cringed. Everyone at Falas Weyr had turned against them, or at least was shunning them for wanting to leave. It wasn't very nice of them, and Jeniae planned to speak to Weyrwoman Tiyanni when she got to Ryslen, and have her not allow Ryslen Searchers to take candidates to Falas anymore. Honestly! Wanting to keep people from going home to family and friends! Jeniae grumbled to herself as she packed.
Word had come that Ryslen's Crimson Blade Wing wanted Jeniae and Phylith, as well as S'rino and Ducath, and wanted them yesterday. Jeniae had immediately started packing. Imar... Im'mel was the wingleader, and Jeniae had always loved him. As Heir to Two River Hold he had been out of her grasp, but as a brownrider...
You want Im'mel? Let me see Nadornth... maybe we can work something out. Phylith said, causing her rider to grin fiendishly. Two of a kind?
A firelizard popped in from between and crashed to a landing on the bare cot. Kini wasn't to pleased to have her home all disrupted; she was a tiny queen after all. Jeniae smiled. Something good came out of Falas Weyr afterall?
Hey!
Other than Phylith, of course.
Good for Ryslen; Good for Falas.
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Background from Darqfire's Peeling Pixels |
Phylith and Kini were Impressed at Falas Weyr. |