L'mad and Frileth

L'mad sighed as he opened his eyes, squinting in the morning sun. He was now the Weyrling master at Twin Firestone Weyr and it was proving to be quite a job. The least he seemed to be able to do was sneak a ride on his runner every few days. He had promised her that when he impressed he would not abandon her.



" Morning Frileth." he said as he hopped out of bed. Quickly he shaved in a bucket of water left by the door by one of the Weyrs drudges.
Frileth sighed, if a dragon could sigh, and ruffled his wings.
Come on L'mad, the Kids are most likely waiting right now for you, lazy bones!
I'm coming!" L'mad said as he pulled on his jacket and grabbed his helmet, "Hold your runners!"


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