1/6/2003
11:29
PM
Logfile
from Briny.
Weyrling
Barracks - Monaco Weyr(#1277RAFJ$)
These weyrling barracks are fairly spartan.
Couches line the walls at neat intervals, and all around are hung instructive
yet decorative tapestries depicting various things; A weyrling feeding his
dragonet, A dragon taking his first flight, Weyrlings oiling their dragons, and
several different flight formations. In the middle of the Barracks, there is a
large vat of oil and a barrel used to hold chunks of meat for feeding.
See
'info'
Contents:
Zahlia
Zuoth
L'cian(#2118POVXcw)
Bella(#2726PJOXce$)
Lyranth
Avath
Lornath
Sion
Jenibeth(#2004OVaep)
Moryth(#2829DJOVaep)
Seizer(#2592Vpqs$)
Workbench
Yaslanath(#2828DJOehp)
Obvious
exits:
Office Hatching Grounds Commons
Briny
crosses into the barracks, smile soft as she peer into the room. She takes a
moment to let her eyes adjust to the light to notice that... well... apparently
Belynth isn't in her, like he said he was. She frowns, glancing about the area.
Zahlia
grins at Bella, "Well, then I guess if you have free time, and then others
do too" She looks over for response from them as well, "And it
wouldn't impose toooo much.. I mean, flying is such a drag afer all" She
heads out towards the commons outside, "We can try a little flying today,
don't forget your straps and let's hope they are clean.."
Zahlia
walks off northeastwards to the wide green commons outside.
You
amble northeastwards to the wide green commons outside.
Wide
Green Commons - Monaco Weyr(#692RJMa$)
This green is the hub of activity at the
Weyr. The area extends along the base of a cavern-pocked cliff which rises
southeast to northwest from here. The grubbed soil has been allowed to grow to
a trampled turf, but hard stone walks bound it on all sides
Weyrfolk and support staff move
occasionally from the elevated, slate-topped infirmary complex that bridges the
river on the eastern edge of the green to the open multiple decks of the
sprawling, two-tiered Weyrhall to the north.
South and west of here, the cliff face
looms high, with a wide opening leading into the Hatching cavern and a
cut-stone path rising to several weyrs housing the Weyr's leaders. Emerging
from the hatching opening, an oft-trod path skirts the cliff to an opening a
bit to the west.
More directly west are more caverns and
finally the swath widens in the northwest into the landing field used by
visitors to the Weyr.
Contents:
Zahlia
Violath(#1931Vaept)
Belynth(#680OVaep$)
Obvious
exits:
Weyrleaders
Complex Hatching Grounds Shady Path
Western Landing Field Candidate
Barracks Weyrling Barracks Storage Caverns WeyrHall INFirmaries
Lyranth
lumbers in from the wide opening of the weyrling barracks.
Bella
ambles in from the wide opening of the weyrling barracks.
L'cian
ambles in from the wide opening of the weyrling barracks.
Zuoth
lumbers in from the wide opening of the weyrling barracks.
Zahlia
waits for all the weyrlings to assemble then smiles and begins to speak,
"I trust all of you have been having your dragons practice flight on their
own.. so let's start with a wing inspection.. if Belynth, Lyranth and Violath
would be so kind as to spread there wings so we can have a look?"
Briny
goes back outside with the others, peering around with a rather lost look 'til
over the horizon -or maybe just from the other side of the commons- but here
comes Belynth, bounding and bouncing forth with a waddling gait. All he needs
is the field full of daisies and the scene would be poetic -or something. The
blue bounds up to Briny, headbutts her once, and then stands there with sides
heaving from the burst of energy. A flutter and wings are lifted to overshadow
his lifemate.
Bella
follows Lyranth out to the commons, gathering around with the others. She
checks over Lyranth's straps and cinches them up a little tighter. That done,
she turns her complete attention to Zahlia, while stepping back as Lyranth
extends her wings for inspection.
Zahlia
hides a bit of a smile as she walks over to take a look at Belynth's wings,
carefully inspecting them for health and development, "Very nice..."
She pauses next to Lyranth and cants her head looking up at the spread wings
then shifts behind them. She smiles to Bella, "We'll need to inspect
straps in a moment, so if I can have you remove them" She moves on to
Zuoth waiting for his wings to be spread for inspection.
Belynth
actually preens. And, yes, he poses as well. Vain thing. The blue croons a
note, looking after Zahlie and actually nibbling lips as if to try to nip her
as she passes on to the next. It is a gasp and a quick hand placed over
Belynth's muzzle, drawing his head flush against her chest.
Bella
grins "Well Lyranth just wanted to be ready." Shegoes about removing
the straps as Zahlia looks over the other dragons to inspect their wings./
Looping the straps neatly over her shoulder to keep them straightened out,
Bella pat's teh green's shoulder.
Zahlia
smiles when she's done and looks back at the pair, "they look good, I'm
glad to see evidence of practice in both of them.. I think we can safely
proceed." She smiles as straps are removed for inspection, "okee,
hold up the straps and let's have a look see, this is an inspection that both
of you should do yourself /every/ time you get ready to mount your dragon, and
/especially/ before a fall.. the last thing you need when high speed
maneuvering is required are for your straps to fail." He expression is
serious when she speaks on this point.
Briny
is a little slow in removing her straps, considering that instead of nipping
Zahlia, Belynth keeps twisting around to try to nip at Briny's rear.
Eventually, she manages to get them clear of the blue, holding them out for
inspection.
Bella
chuckles softly at Belynth as she leans over to whisper "Careful. Or
she'll ground him just on general purpose." With a little wink, Bella
holds out her straps,freshly oiled not long ago.
Zahlia
steps over to Briny and looks at the straps carefully, since both are so close
she addresses Bella too as she speaks, "What both of you are looking for
when you check these are signs of wear on the leather and any signs of stitches
failing.." She tugs at the straps in a few key places where leather is
joined, "always pull on them before you put them on your dragon, if you
only inspect these once they are on your dragon you are only seeing half the
straps your life may one day depend on" She finishes the inspection of
Briny's straps and smiles, "very good, you can put them back on now"
She turns to Bella and smiles, "And also you must remember that worn
straps can cause irritation to your dragon's hide. Another good reason to
inspect them every time you use them, even a well oiled hide can blister if you
have worn piece of leather rubbing against it with every movement" She
looks over the seams of Bella's straps and tugs and pulls at them, scrutinizing
every inch before she seems satisfied, "Lucky girls both sets are in good
shape, now careful as you put them on.. no kinks, they must lay /flat/ for a
comfortable fit, listen to your dragon if they don't like the way it
feels" She steps back to watch the pair put their straps on their
lifemates.
Bella
grins and takes the straps. Lyranth ducksher head as Bella slips them over the
green's neck and settles them inplace before hooking them together. Tightening
them a bit and looks to Lyranth as the green swivels her head and warbles.
Bella chuckles and cinches them a little tighter "Are you sure that is not
to tight sweety?" Another warble and the weyrling nods with an
affectionate pat "I think Lyranth is ready"
Briny
whimpers slightly. Now she has to put them back on him? She shoots Belynth a
wry glance. You know, the Mother's glance. Designed to get him to toe the line.
He shifts a little, but doesn't fuss too much to get them back on him. Making
sure the straps are snug and on right, she glances back to Zahlia, smiling and
nodding.
Zahlia
carefully adjusts the straps around Violath's neck, making sure they are
properly placed before buckling them securely.
Zahlia
's lip twitches as she watches, trying not to laugh, wouldn't be seemly. She
turns over to Vilath and her own straps go on rather quickly. She smiles at
them both as she walks over to stand next to Violath, "When you mount,
even dragons as small as ours will need to assist you. The easiest way to ask
for assistance is to get them to kneel. Violath usually assists with a leg, but
it's whatever is comfortable for you and your dragon. No need for acrobatics,
the most important part of mounting is safety." She turns and
demonstrates.
Zahlia
strides to Violath's waiting foreleg. Getting a good grip on the straps she
pulls herself up with practiced ease. Violath's foreleg is lifted just slightly
as Zahlia gives a bit of a jump and settles between two neckridges.
Settled
between Violath's neckridges, Zahlia settles and looks over to the two girls,
"Ok, now you two mount as well"
Briny
licks her lips as she glances askance to Zahlia, watching with grand curiosity
on exactly how she mounts up. She purses her lips, looking back over to
Belynth, eyeing his leg, back, straps... all of it. A hand settled on the
dragon's foreleg before sh is glancing back to Zahlia, "Do you want us to
mount them now?"
Bella
watches with interest as Zahlia explains the actions of what to do and maybe
even what not to do. Lyranth also watches how Violath lowers herself to assist
her lifemate. When Zahlia gives teh order, Bella buttons fiddles with her
clothes briefly before climbing up onto Lyranth's offered leg "Thank you
Lyra." The green croons as Bella settles for the first time between
Lyranth's ridges. The straps looks differant from this angle as the weyrling
figures out what cinches where.
Bella
climbs onto Lyranth's neck.
Belynth(#680OVaep$)
Purple-blue
sides and watery angles lend their way across the hide of Belynth. As jagged
neckridges extend before you, and the expanse of near bovine hind-quarters draw
out to his tapering tail behind.
Well
oiled straps are around Belynth's neck.
You
climb onto Belynth's neck.
From
Violath's shoulders, Zahlia grins once she has both weyrlings on their dragon's
backs, "Now be careful to buckle yourself in properly. check to make sure
you are strapped in /before/ you even /think/ of taking off.. while it may seem
to be an accomplishment to ride without buckle your straps, in reality it's far
more dangerous to both of you. If you fell your dragon would do everything it
could to save you, up to and including endangering his or her /own/ life.. I
would hope neither of you would want that." She looks down buckling her
own straps then looks up to be sure both young womena re securely strapped in.
Briny
clutches tightly to Belynth, fingers shaking slightly as she moves to buckle
herself in. The blue croons a hopefully endearing note to try to calm her. The
young woman tenses slightly, glancing over to Zahlia to bob her head in an
almost jerky way. She murmurs slightly, "You won't drop me, will
you?" To which Belynth is crooning another note to her.
From
Lyranth's neck, Bella manages to get herself strapped on. Probably tighter than
is really neccassary before looking over to Briny with a nervous giggle.
Lyranth shuffles forward a bit as she stretches her wings and flaps them a few
times, ready to be off. Bella leans forward and rubs the soft green hide as she
whispers "I know you can do this." Lyranth snorts a bit and crouches
down "No! not yet Lyranth!"
From
Violath's shoulders, Zahlia smiles again just barely catching part of Briny's
comment, "Now, before we take off, prepare yourself for what you will
feel. It takes a little getting used to, since it feels a little different when
you are in front. You will feel your dragon's body bunch and as they take off there
will be a sharp lurch. Don't worry, try to move with them as much as you can,
over time you'll get used to anticipating the movement and moving with them
instead of being dragged up behind them by the straps. Once they are in the
air, pay attention to their body, you can feel their movements and learn to
follow them without too much trouble. Since this is your first flight, be
careful, if your dragon seems to get tired it's best to land early than risk
strain. Your weight may not be much, but it will cause a bit of drag they are
not used to yet. We are going to take off fly around the field and then land.
Try to give each other plenty of room" Zahlai's smile returns, "now
take a deep breath and have your lifemate take off" With that she gives
the hand signal to take off and waits for each weyrling to take off before
allowing Violath to follow.
Briny
inches her fingers forward, digging them into the straps before her as the girl
begins to hunch closer to her lifemate. Ack! She doesn't have a rider to cling
to this time. It is just her... and Belynth. The girl swallows, fairly clinging
to the blue. "Okay..." Eyes squeeze shut. Meanwhile, the blue settles
himself, digging talons into the earth. There is a moment while he hoods his
wings, readying, a mental reassurance to Briny, and then a little haphazardly,
the blue is driving up into the sky.
You
wing upwards to the open sky above western monaco.
Sky -
Above Western Monaco Weyr(#1230RFJa$)
The Monaco river runs to the east of the
buildings sprawled below. A large clearing along the western flank of the main
Weyrhall is intended for dragon landings, while the milling folk on the commons
south of the hall are an indication that landings there are not commonplace.
Obvious
exits:
Commons West Beach
Cliffs Western Landing
Field Eastern Weyr Up
From
outside Belynth, Lyranth wings in from the wide green commons below.
From
outside Belynth, Violath wings in from the wide green commons below.
From
Violath's shoulders, Zahlia keeps an easy grip on the straps as Violath takes
off, both her and her dragon's eyes are on the weyrlings head of them, eyes
keen for any sign of distress in either dragons or young riders. Perhaps
watching a bit more in Briny's direction as the young woman seemed a bit more
apprehensive than Bella. No hurry, just following the weyrlings as they fly
around the field.
Briny
still has her eyes squeezed shut, clinging for dear life as Belyth ascents in a
rather youthful and inexperienced manner -jerky. Something close to a squeal is
ripped from the girl as they ascend, quickly followed by quite the line of
imaginative cursing to be heard since the last time a Fisher's ship pulled into
dock. Belyth is still doing his best, spiralling up, up, up with the others.
From
Lyranth's neck, Unlike her fellow weyrling, Bella's eyes are open wide and she
is laughing. Though the air rushing by may whip away her sounds of laughter.
She loosens her grip on the sraps and reaches to double check the ones holding
her onto Lyranth's neck. The green beats her wings steadily as she follows the
other ahead of her.
Belynth
senses Violath projects << My rider asks if your rider would try to open
her eyes. It will be a more useful lesson that way >>
From
Violath's shoulders, Zahlia follows their progress concerned as Briny doesn't
seem to be enjoying this quite as much as Bella. She gives Bella a thumbs up as
she follows after the pair, but quickly looks over towards Briny slightly
worried.
Briny
hasn't fallen off yet, this is a good thing. A very good thing, even if she is
clinging with arms, legs... and it nearly was with teeth as well, to the blue.
At Belynth's suggestion (aka, slight reprimand), Briny manages to squeak open
one eye, squinty and all, and then the next one. Okay. A long breath is taken
as the girl leans back a little, looks down and... "Holy mother
of..." The rest is whipped away by the wind. Another cling, but her eyes
are open now and as wide as marks. "IcandothisIcandothisIcandothis."
From
Lyranth's neck, Bella looks back to Zahlia and returns the signal. She is
great. Up with Lyranth where the two belong. Lyranth bugles to the other
dragons to let everyone know she has arrived. The weyrling is peering every
which way, up down, sideways as well as forward and back.
From
Violath's shoulders, Zahlia laughs as the trio makes it's way around the field
over halfway back towards the starting point now. Somewhat relieved since, even
with the explicatives, Briny has her eyes open. She points towards the starting
point and relays a message to the weyrlings.
Belynth
senses Violath projects << make your way around the field then land where
we took off, you are doing well! >>
Briny
might be just a tad apprehensive over all of this, but her lifemate isn't at
all. Belynth is still a wee bit jerky in his movements, rising quickly and
dropping suddenly 'til he catches a thermal off the sea. Ohhhhhhh, no more wing
flapping. The blue rides it relatively smoothly, giving his rider a breather to
actually take a bit more attention to her surroundings. Belynth just knows he
is going to have permanent fingernail marks in his neckridge from her. He angle
slightly, moving with the rest, hitting a bit of an airpocket, dropping
suddenly, and leaving Briny to cling with renewed fervor.
Lyranth
gives a plaintive warble and only reluctantly circles around to return to the
starting point. She backwings and lands gently on the ground with he paws.
"Are you feeling okay Lyranth?" She waits for a response from he
lifemate then smiles broadly as she pats the shoulder affectionately "I
knew you could do it Lyra." She leans forward and hugs the green, not even
bothering to get out of her straps yet.
Lyranth
wings downwards to the green expanse of the western landing field.
You
wing downwards to the green expanse of the western landing field.
Western
Landing Field - Monaco Weyr(#1280RFJa$)
This broad clearing affords landing space
for dragons bringing visitors to Monaco Weyr. The wide green field stretches
north to southeast, wrapping around the sprawling structure of the Weyrhall to
the east and bounded by a cavern-pocked cliff-face to the south and west.
Broken basalt flats separate the fields from a rugged descent to the beach, and
a well trampled path leads to the Weyr commons to the southeast.
Obvious
exits:
Terrace Beach
WeyrHall CAverns Cliff Path
COmmons
Violath
wings in from the open sky above the western half of the weyr.
Violath
lumbers southeastwards to the wide green commons.
[
You
lumber southeastwards to the wide green commons.
Wide
Green Commons - Monaco Weyr(#692RJMa$)
This green is the hub of activity at the
Weyr. The area extends along the base of a cavern-pocked cliff which rises
southeast to northwest from here. The grubbed soil has been allowed to grow to
a trampled turf, but hard stone walks bound it on all sides
Weyrfolk and support staff move
occasionally from the elevated, slate-topped infirmary complex that bridges the
river on the eastern edge of the green to the open multiple decks of the
sprawling, two-tiered Weyrhall to the north.
South and west of here, the cliff face
looms high, with a wide opening leading into the Hatching cavern and a
cut-stone path rising to several weyrs housing the Weyr's leaders. Emerging
from the hatching opening, an oft-trod path skirts the cliff to an opening a
bit to the west.
More directly west are more caverns and
finally the swath widens in the northwest into the landing field used by
visitors to the Weyr.
Contents:
Violath(#1931Vaet)
Lyranth
Obvious
exits:
Weyrleaders
Complex Hatching Grounds Shady Path
Western Landing Field Candidate
Barracks Weyrling Barracks Storage Caverns WeyrHall INFirmaries
From
Violath's shoulders, Zahlia shifts as Violath backwings to a landing behind Belynth
and Lyranth. She grins and slides easily down from her dragon's neck. "be
careful dismounting, you may feel a little disoriented at first, how do you
feel?"
Zahlia
swings a leg over Violath's neck and slides to her forearm. Violath lowers the
arm as contact is made with it and with a hop, Zahlia drops neatly to the
ground.
From
Lyranth's neck, Bella finally starts to unbuckle the straps before climbing
down to land on the floor. She start loosening the straps to make Lyranth more
comfortable before turning to ZZahli with a broad grin "We feel great! She
wants to know if we can go again."
From
Lyranth's neck, Bella finally starts to unbuckle the straps before climbing
down to land on the floor. She start loosening the straps to make Lyranth more
comfortable before turning to Zahlia with a broad grin "We feel great! She
wants to know if we can go again." She looks to Briny and whispers
"Are you okay?"
Briny
lived! She lived to tell about it. Just her and Belynth! As the blue lands upon
the ground with a characteristically lurching landing, the girl is abruptly
sitting up, eyes bright with excitement. "Shards and shells! I -We did
it!" Delighted beyond all compare, the girl is fumbling with the straps in
her haste to dismount. A long, drawn-out, aggravating moment as she fumbles and
then she is fairly falling off of the blue to the ground. Clearly not one of
her prettiest dismounts. She is immediately to her feet and launching up to
wrap hands around Belynth's head, smooching him all over. "We did it! We
did it! We did it!"
You
climb down to the ground.
Bella
climbs down from Lyranth's neck.
Zahlia
laughs at the two reactions and cants her head, "how do those two
feel?" She asks looking over towards the dragons watchnig their movements
carefully.
Lyranth
extends her wings for inspection. Must be used to it by now after having El'ric
inpect her wings after the unmanned flight. "She says she wants to go
again and that she feels great." The weyrling runs her hand softly over
the green's eye ridges. Her gaze goes over to Briny with a soft smile touching
her face as she watches Briny andher mate.
Aristan
ambles in from the tree-lined shady path.
Belynth
rather enjoys female attention, and especially that of his lifemate -even if it
is smoochy-slobbery kisses. Briny gives him one more smooch on the tip of his
muzzle before releasing him, and the blue is left to keen a most delighted
note. << Again? Again? >> "Belynth!" the girl can only
take one flight at a time. She gives the blue a nudge, he nudges her back. She
rocks against him, the weyrling rocks right on back and causing her to stammer
a step to catch her balance, "Raise your wings, silly." Oh. Or at
least that seems to be the blue's reaction before wings are lifted for inspection.
Zahlia
does take the opportunity to look at the green's wings as she spreads them wide
and smiles, "She looks good.." She hrms then looks over to the blue
and walks around peering at his wings before standing back, "well they
look good.. though I think for today we should stick with one flight.. from now
on you will need to practice some each day.. /don't/ overdo it, or you'll end
up with wing injuries which will keep you on the ground caring for a pained
lifemate. You may fly freely about the weyr, but do /not/ leave Monaco
airspace, if you do there will be severe repercussions, am I understood?"
Zahlia looks sternly from one weyrling to another, even catching the young
dragons' eyes if she can.
Once
again, Aristan seems to have prodded into the wrong area, having his head been
in the clouds... so to speak. The boy blinks once before glancing toward the
Weyrlings. Cringing once, he mutters to himself: "Why do I do this to
myself.." He sighs and gives a short, almost not noticable wave to Weyrlings
and AWLM both. "G'eve.." the teenager greets loud enough to be heard,
his voice cracking ever so faintly. Not one to be the loudest one in the area
(especially during such a life-affirming event as a dragon's first flight or
glide, as the case may be, Aristan merely remains a vtol on the wall.
Bella
smiles as Lyranth's wings check out fine. Though the green warbles plaintively
to Zahlia "Now Lyranth. We have to wait. Youhave done very well today. How
about a nice plump beast for your belly. hmm?" the green's attention is
diverted, for the time being at least. Bella glances over to Aristan and gives
a little quiet wave before turning her attention back to Zahlia.
Actually
leaving Monaco? On Belynth's back? Briny fairly boggles at his possibility as
she looks rather expectantly after Zahlia, and then at the blue's wings. After
assured that all is well, the girl sighs with release, drooping back against
the blue with obvious thankfulness. "Just wait 'til I tell V'mar about
this..." she murmurs to herself before glancing over to Bella with a broad
grin. Belynth drops his head, trying to get just the right angle so he can
snuffle Briny's locks.
Zahlia
crosses her arms and looks at all four of the weyrlings, "I'm serious
about the punishment for leaving Monaco airspace" Funny how she looks
pointedly at Briny for a moment. She smiles again after a moment or two,
"Remember, you must practice every day, wing strength is important. Now
then, that's all for this class, remember what I told you and be careful."
Aristan
gives Bella an awkard smile, unfortunate to Bella. The Monacoan's face doesn't
particularly brighten, but at least it shows some joviality uncommon to the
teenager. The boy's eyes glance toward the Assitant Weyrlingmaster and then
turn toward Briny curiously, then finally, toward Belynth. Tilting his head,
Aristan studies the Weyrling's lifemate and then finally fades into the
background once again, listening as the AWLM teaches her class.
Briny
is abruptly straightening as she hears the sound of authority coming from
Zahlia. The girl brushes a hand over her front, nodding sagely to Zahlia and
and then she is back to shaking her head from side to side. Odd.
"Absoultely, Zahlia. If I'm going to plummet to my death from Belynth's
back, I'll be sure to do it over the Weyr." The blue conducts something
between a snort and a gulp, nudging Briny with one moist nose. Wait. What is
that? The blue stops abruptly, swinging his head about to spy... well, a spy.
Aristan is eyed.
Zahlia
quirks an eyebrow in Briny's direction and smiles,"you do that.. it's so
much easier for us to clean up" He own sarcastic temperament showing
before she grins over at Bella. She shakes her head in general and gives a
wave, "well, I have some paperwork to do now that you two have completed
your class.. I'll see you about"
Zahlia
walks off northeastwards to the tree-lined shady path.
Bella
nods to Zahlia and gives a slight frown "We have no one to go visit
anywhere so we will be happy flying around Monoco ma'am." As the class is
dismissed to run rampant over the weyr, Lyranth hug her green and glances over
to Aristan "Hi there Aristan.'
From
afar, to Bella and Briny, Zahlia grins no worries that's why violath stayed so
I could watch
Aristan's
bulbous nose twitches as he notices the blue eying him, "I see you,
blue," is what the pubescent adolescent says to the young blue, grinning
faintly. Once again, displaying his wide teeth, it appears that his head could
crack open at any moment during those rare smiles... As if it were as uncommon
as a man giving birth. Having seen Zahlia leave, the boy looks even less
confident. However, at Bella's greeting, the boy shuffles his feet some in the
ground before nodding to the weyrling, "Hi Bella."
Belynth
can smile too. See... And so, the dragon pulls back his lips and shows off
quite the array of pearly white teeth. Well, don't mind that bit of gristle
stuck between a pair in the back, but he can still bare his teeth just like
Aristan. Beautiful, isn't he? Briny isn't being bugged by her lifemate? What is
this? The girl is peering up at the blue, and then over to his line of sight to
the Aristan. She blinks once more, before offering up a wave. "Hello
there!" Smile bright as well -as opposed to the teeth-grinding of flight
just moments before.
Aristan
blinks once at Belynth, then finally tells the blue-ling, "You know...
You've got something in your teeth." He pauses and opens his own mouth to
show him, pointing out his teeth: "Right here." The teenage boy
actually gives the blue a genuine grin, nearly paralleling the blue's own
toothy grin. However, at Belynth's lifemate's greeting, Aristan gives a little
wave, "Hi.." is all he can say, unsure of what else to say... Looking
awkard once again.
Bella
grins a bit as Aristan points out tthe something in the blue's teeth "Well
it was nice seeing you again Aristan. But Lyranth is complaining she is hungry.
I should get her over to the feeding grounds." She gives a little wave as
the green waste no time and waddles ahaed/ "You know Lyranth. you are
allowed to fly to the grounds yourself."
Belynth
snorts, and then the tongue begins to poke around within that rather smelly
area. Poke. Prod. Lick-lick-lick. As he does so, head lifts, nostrils widen,
and thus begins the efforts to dislodge it. He rears back onto his haunches,
balancing on his rear as a foreleg comes up, picking at his teeth with a talon.
Briny doesn't quite facepalm, but it is a close thing. But, she does roll her
eyes, wrap fingers in the blue's straps, and begin to tug him towards the
barracks. "Lets go, big guy." Tug. And, on three feet, the dragon
sort of lurches along.
Lyranth
has left.
Bella
watches Lyranth wander a short distance away.
Bella
walks off northeastwards to the tree-lined shady path.