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You can tell Chir's doing her best to surpress the erge to act childish as you mention her dragon to be the topic you wish to find out more about. "If you would follow me," she says with an edge of joy in her voice, "Until I tell you other wise, please stay dirrectly behind me. Mekoth's not the most friendly to anybody, dragon, human, or other wise, on meeting." The 15 turn old girl leads you through the large arch that goes to the dragon's weyr. You see the back of the huge yet young adult golden queen. Suddenly the dragon's head turns towards you and Chir, her eyes whirling a happy blue... that is until she sees you. A mighty roar eminates from her as her eyes turn a full red and you hear a voice identical to Chir's yet much more brassy. Who are you? What are you doing in my weyr? Get away from my Chir! You're baffled and start to back away as you're told when Chir lightly, yet firmly grasps your arm keeping you behind her. "Mekoth, don't be so rude! This is a guest not an intruder. This traveler has asked about you, that is why I've brought 'em here, so you will not mall the traveler," Chir tells her dragon sternly yet lovingly. Mekoth's eyes slowly start to whirl a yellow of causion as she walks over to Chir, the specks of proddy red still whirl around in her eyes. From Chir's side she leans down and looks at you. After a minute of inspecting you, her eyes start to change to a blue-green. I guess you're alright. But you make one funny move... she starts to tell you and you imediatly bow deeply in respect and the hope that she will take it as a gratitue or good will. Her eyes start to whirl an amused or smug blue, you're not too sure which. Well at least you're a smart one. I think you will not hurt Chir, you may stay. Chir chuckles. "You see, Mekoth is in no way meak. If she were able to flame thread with her own flame I'd almost feel sorry for the dreadful stuff. As you have well found out Mekoth's even more protective of my than Xiptra. She also has a big dislike of greens, always saying they're planing to try and impress me behind her back. She also doesn't like woman or girls much, says that they want to try and impress her. I think both thoughts are just a bunch of non-sense, espcially sense we've been togeather for too long for another to impress one of us. In resent months though she's been getting over or getting used to the fact that visiters want to come and see her as well and aren't about to try and seperate us." "The only green and girl she trusts is my half sister Tiff and her green Vasharath. You see this weyr used to be Tiff's before the hatching. After I impressed Mekoth she gave me her own weyr in exchange for my old weyr as a gift." That was very nice of Tiff and Vasharath the gold commented happly. You chuckle lightly, when this queen wasn't looking like she'd kill you if you made a wrong move she seemed very plesent. "Just about a month back had been Mekoth acting very proddy." I, proddy, what ever gave you that idea? The dragon seemed to be smirking and some how this scared you even more than her coming after you. Chir smiled sweetly shaking her head and gave the great golden head of her lifemate a hug, "I told M'leor that she was due to fly soon and he quickly added her name to the list of upcoming flights. A month later Mekoth flew and was caught by bronze Avinoth. So now I have his rider X'ver" a shy smile appeared on her features as she spoke of X'ver. They both are quite hansom, Mekoth commented. Chir nodded seeming to forget you for a time as she thought of her new spouce. She grins sheepishly as she remembers you and looks back a her lifemate as she talks to you. "Well I think we should leave Mekoth to her sun bathing, besides that, there's not much more to tell about her, though my sister Tiff still thinks there is. She's been working on her own observations of Mekoth's activities, with the help of her green Vasharath of course durring the time before Mekoth's flight and it seems even now," she smiles and rubs the queen's eye ridges and Mekoth rummbles lovingly before walking off to her ledge. "She has a whole stack of short entries about the incounters Mekoth has had with each and every male that she'd incountered who seems to think they could fly her," the young girl continues with a smirk. You follow Chir back to the table and sit down once again. As you do Chir hands you a stack of hides of her half sister's proof. "The conversation parts were picked out by Vash for Tiff to put down, and like any of my Harper Greenrider's stories it's from the third person point of view, you may read it if you like." "Mekoth was the first to hatch from her clutch and I impressed her here at Talor Cliff Weyr," Chir continued on, "They kept very good records of the hatching if you'd like to look at them. I, with the help of my family and friends wrote up our own experances at the hatching if you'd like to read about it. Her Dam is Queen Soranth and her Sire Bronze Urionth. She has 18 brothers and sisters, two of which live in the area of the weyr, Tiff's green Vasharath and N'tron's blue Zhantrenth. If you'd like to visit any of her other brothers and sisters of her clutch you can look at the clutch charts. She's a part of clutch 11." "Now that I've told you all that, would you like to next here about me, my fire lizards, or must you leave now?" |
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Junior Weyrwoman Quachir Gold Mekoth's Rider, Fire lizards, or Leave |
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All pictures on this page were made by Weyrwoman Falora of Talor Cliff Weyr, where they were impressed or take with her permission |