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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.

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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.

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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.