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 Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 12:48 pm
Relys has waited impatiently for the last of the sunlight to leave. He'd been up for several candlemarks and was eager to check on Relysk. As darkness settling in on the Weyr one could hear the dragons settling to sleep. Once or twice Relys thought he heard whers calling.
Satisfied that true-dark had finally arrived he threw the bolt that held the backdoor to Relysk's wagon open. "C'mon on out boy and stretch your legs. It's been a long ride hasn't it?" He grins and steps back; noises of rushes and wher groans issue from the wagon.
Relysk appears in the aperture and steps down. His yellow eyes scan the area quickly. There wasn't anything dangerous here was there? Dragons liked whers right? These thoughts conveyed to his handler via images. Felines, dragons attacking him or not attacking.
Relys steps up and takes the wher's scaly head between his hands. "Don't worry Relysk. Dragons wouldn't allow felines into the Weyr and I've never heard of one attacking a wher as good as you are." He suddenly wrinkles his nose as a draft from the wagon follows Relysk out. Boy I'm glad someone from the Weyr told me that I'd be getting help for him while we're here. His wagon really needs a good cleaning and fresh bedding. He looks around, where was his help anyway?
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 1:05 pm
Farellen swore as he made his way to where he had been ordered to spend the next sevenday, "sharding idiot" he spat as he got closer "how was i meant to know she was taken, she didnt tell me, and i was only making sure her buttons were even, stupid girl had done them up wrong" he nursed his bruised cheek, a reminder yet again of why 'he should not touch' at least, not without permission, he just couldn't stand seeing things all messy, especially clothes *so what if her sweetheart thought i was groping her, i knew i wasn't* he grumped, kicking stones around. He caught a drift on the wind and gagged, "shards that smells worse than the beastpens on a hot day what on PERN is that smell" he said loudly as he turned a corner he almost ran into someone in the dark "watch it..." then he gulped as he saw the Wher behind the other, *urgh... Whers* he thought, forgetting to hold his thought feelings back while around the Wher.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 1:25 pm
Relysk hears a noise from the other side of the wagon and turns his head. Spotting a heat signature he nudges his handler quickly and burbles in his throat. The lad nearly runs into His. At the tone of his voice Relysk growls threateningly.
Relys turns at his wher's prompting, but not in time. The lad almost knocks into him as he steps back. "Hey kid what are you doing here? You shouldn't be wandering among the wagons like that." He frowns, "especially this wagon." Hearing Relysk growl he reaches up to put a hand under his jaw. "Easy boy."
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 1:45 pm
Farellen backed away a little as the Wher growled "cant you control your creature!" he says, voice slightly on edge, eyeing the sharp talons and teeth on the Wher. Sighing a little "i've been sent to help you and your.....wher" .. the lack of feeling for the useful and quirky dragon cousin evident.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 2:07 pm
Relys tilts his head as he considers the youth. Uncomfortably he realizes he has to look up at the boy. Well if this ain't awkward. "If you care to notice that Relysk IS under control. All he did was growl when you were plainly rude. He could have snapped." He puts a hand on his hip.
"So your the one sent to help me hm? Well that's good because there is a lot of work. Someone as big as you will be a huge help." Relys moves closer to offer his hand. "I'm Relys and this is Relysk. Let me introduce you so he doesn't accidentally maul you next time."
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 2:25 pm
Farellen looked down on the smaller man, feeling slightly uncomfortable that the man was so much smaller than him. He decided that the best tactic was to keep his mouth shut rather than bite back about the reminder that he was tall. He supressed a grimmace of distaste at the suggestion of being introduced to the Wher, he forced himself not to recoil his hand as Relys grabbed for it, seemingly to put it near or on the Wher, or at least that was what Farellen thought.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 5:00 pm
Relys clasps his hand firmly. "Don't worry boy. He wont harm you while I'm here." He knew most people were wary around whers and was trying to put him at ease. How well it worked... could be questioned. "Relysk come get to know him." He doesn't try to put Farellen's hand on or near the wher but just stands there. "You didn't tell me your name," he says in mild reproof.
Relysk extends his neck so that his nostril is next to the clasped hands and politely inhales. What he really was storing was the boy's infrared image. While he could tell humans apart by smell, his much preferred method was by their heat signature. Still he did this because His liked him to.
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 1:28 am
Farellen stared at the wher for a minute, then gave the very slightest of shudders, he nodded dumbly when Relys said that the wher wouldn't hurt him, at least, not while Relys was there.
Farellen almost flinched when the wher stretched it's neck to sniff his hand, then he realised he'd been asked a question "oh, my name is Farellen" gritting his teeth at the wher being so close *i can't beleive this, now i have the ugly thing almost touching me!* he thought to himself this time, half hoping that the wher wouldn't be able to pick up on his distaste for it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 8:33 pm
Relysk finishes his customary sniff and sits back on his haunches. His tail twitches back and forth.
Relys smiles. "Welcome to the team Farellen. We need to get his bed cleaned out tonight. You know where the shovels are right? C'mon boy, lets go get the barrels." He glances at Farellen. "Don't start shoveling until we get back with the first one."
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 5:52 am
Farellen was relieved when the Wher moved back, then he was hit with the news of what the chores would be for the time being, he groaned to himself and nodded, "barrels, shovel .. ok" he said doing as instructed, he couldn't help but cough at the smell coming from the wagon "shards thats terrible" he muttered loudly.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 4:21 pm
Farellen grins over his shoulder at the boy. "I know, sorry. The caravan master was in a hurry to get here and that didn't give me much time to clean it out. It wont be that bad once it's clean I promise." He gives a small trill to call Relysk and walks off to fetch the first of the barrels.
The wher snorts and looks around; his yellow eyes whirling fairly fast begin to slow a little. Obviously what was worrying the wher wasn't around. He looks at Farellen, giving another snort, before following his handler off.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 4:25 am
Farellen watched the Wher, noting its eyes whirl he frowned, he might not acknowledge the connection between Whers and Dragons, but he knew enough not to ignore the eyes when they whirled. He grimmaced as Relys walked off "stupid girl, stupid lad" he muttered to himself, referring to the reason he was down here, with that wagon. Grabbign a shovel before Relys got back he stuck it in the muck and waited out in the (semi) fresh air just outside it, waiting for the mans return. He was relieved to see the Wher's eyes calmed, and it follow it's handler, he was alone with the wagon now.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 5:01 pm
Several long minutes go by as the night is silent as a Weyr usually is at night. Out of the dark shines two yellow eyes. Relysk "walks" towards the wagon carrying the barrel in his two front paws. His wings beating to keep him in the upright position. He hums deeply before depositing his burden at the foot of the wagon. Relys is no where in sight when the wher drops back down to all four. He looks curiously at the weyr boy.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 1:52 am
Farellen almost dropped the shovel he'd been leaning on, he'd been slightly dozing, and had loosened his grip in the handle. His head turning to see if anyone had seen him, he noticed two yellow lights bobbing strangely towards him in the dark, they got nearer and he could see the form of the Wher, carrying a barrel in it's front paws *wait, is that creature walking on TWO legs?!* he asked himself, before the Wher put the barrel down. Farellen felt very unnerved by the fact its handler was NOWHERE in sight, he couldn't help the weird feeling that ran down his spine as the Wher looked at him.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 6:02 pm
Relysk makes a noise deep in his throat that sounds like a chuckle. Almost as if he sensed the boy's discomfort. He nudges the barrel right into the spot that makes it handy for dumping into from the wagon bed. With a trill he trots back into the darkness. His dark blue coloring quickly fading into the dark.
"Hey-ho!" Relys calls from the dark, "get over here you dark lump and carry this back." He strolls to the wagon and turns to look back. Staring into the dark as if he's watching his wher coming towards them. "Everything alright boy?"
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