Samedith paced back and forth turning this way and that in his nook. Waiting for His to finish with...classes. He sneered to himself at the hated word. He could feel her discontent. She knew most of the information they were trying to drill into the heads of the younger, newer riders. The classes that took her time and attention away from what was important. Namely Him and how they might together reach for the highest of heights. Power... he didn't know much about it, but he knew it was meant to be his...Theirs.
Dearest Heart, you needn't feel you should just stay around our bunk. Go explore. Make friends, gather information... whatever you please. Just please My own, do something. Faranie could feel the impatience and agitation, and it heightened her own. This was somewhat of a joke. She shouldn't even be here in these classes. It was all information she had covered back when she had stood as a candidate. There was more interesting things she could be doing. Anything else. Perhaps you might find a sibling, or someone, anyone.
Eyes whirled, some purple and blue dancing here and there in the mostly verdant green, as he considered the idea. It had merit. But where would he go? And how might he find one of his clutchsibs... all theirs had the dreaded classes and chores, and they were spread so far through the weyr. He pouted briefly. No one was near, which meant he would have to go seek them out. And if not family... perhaps an older dragon might take pity on a poor bored little one...
Yes, he now had a somewhat solid plan. He would wander around until he found someone, anyone willing to spend some time with him and relieve his boredom. With a slinking stride he left his burrow and melded into the shadows near the barracks walls and made his way out. Surely there was someone around...
Dearest Heart, you needn't feel you should just stay around our bunk. Go explore. Make friends, gather information... whatever you please. Just please My own, do something. Faranie could feel the impatience and agitation, and it heightened her own. This was somewhat of a joke. She shouldn't even be here in these classes. It was all information she had covered back when she had stood as a candidate. There was more interesting things she could be doing. Anything else. Perhaps you might find a sibling, or someone, anyone.
Eyes whirled, some purple and blue dancing here and there in the mostly verdant green, as he considered the idea. It had merit. But where would he go? And how might he find one of his clutchsibs... all theirs had the dreaded classes and chores, and they were spread so far through the weyr. He pouted briefly. No one was near, which meant he would have to go seek them out. And if not family... perhaps an older dragon might take pity on a poor bored little one...
Yes, he now had a somewhat solid plan. He would wander around until he found someone, anyone willing to spend some time with him and relieve his boredom. With a slinking stride he left his burrow and melded into the shadows near the barracks walls and made his way out. Surely there was someone around...
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