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Someone is in my spot. There was an indignant huff, loud enough to be heard even if the words the dragonet spoke were meant for her rider alone. The green's eyes whirled faintly blue, a color she wore daily, but there was little humor in her voice. Make them move.

It's not yours to begin with, so no. You don't own anything, so don't claim stuff. The rider of said huffing dragonet looked down on his lifemate with amusement, watching how her posture had gone from a happy trot to a very clear sulk. He could easily feel the irritation between their still fresh link, though it wasn't nearly as overwhelming as it'd been just a sevenday before. They were getting used to one another. I mean, if you really want it you could tell her to move.

Sahrawith huffed again, even louder. I don't want to talk to her right now. The right now prompted R'ose to raise an eyebrow, wondering if the baby dragon meant that moment or the entire conversation. Or maybe not even this month, or this Turn. Sahrawith was proving to be very picky about who she wanted to talk to and, honestly, R'ose was okay with that. Anyway, make her move. I want to sun myself there.

R'ose shook his head again before he squatted down next to the pouting little green. "What's your mood today? So grumpy." He made sure to speak out loud, to get the attention of the candidate if the snorts of his lifemate hadn't already done so.

Oh boy. The thought echoed in the skulls of both rider and dragon at the flair that Lyria seemed to be giving off as she approached, and R'ose had to stifle a laugh as he looked away from the woman and back to his lifemate. The green was smiling, in as much as a dragon could smile, and there was a merriment in her emotions that battled strongly against the grump she'd had mere seconds before.

Do you know her? Sahrawith's eyes whirled as she looked at the overly friendly human, and even though she appreciated the comment the little dragonet found herself shirking back and behind her rider. Most of the people she'd encountered with R'ose hadn't been so...exuberant. It wasn't bad at all, just quite different. She's....so cheery. R'ose gave an affectionate pat before standing up, as he'd still been squatting down next to his lifemate.

We were candidates together, and she's not such a bad person. R'ose didn't sound too sure, and Sahrawith huffed. "Hello Lyria, it's nice to see you. I'm doing good, just enjoying my break from lessons for today." A smile pressed onto the jr. weyrling's face as he looked towards someone not that long ago he'd worked with. "Sahrawith just wanted a chance to stretch her legs, so we're walking out and about. Didn't expect to see you here."

Not quite liking her name being suddenly dropped towards a woman with unsettling eyes, Sahrawith nosed the back of R'ose's leg. She's really creepy.

Shush. The dragonet got a soft nudge with R'ose's foot for her comment, which thankfully had hit his ears alone. You're in quite a mood today, but you need to be friendly. His reply was a huff and the green settling into a more proper sitting position. "Sorry for her attitude, she's just...tired from lessons. V'mel doesn't let anyone slack off." Not entirely a lie, really. "How are you? How's candidate lessons going?"