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Vosin finished tightening the last of her straps and moved to swing into her saddle with a practiced fluid motion. Her lips twitched with a thought that she passed onto her gold, we've been doing this a lot. Well of course. There needs to be enough candidate options for my clutch. The gold had a point of pride that she could pick candidates for her own clutches.
Killakeeth didn't launch so much as lumber into the air. Where should we go this time Vosin? Hmmmm, I don't want to pick the local areas clean. We've been searching a lot around Western. Let's go somewhere up north for a change. A place with a lot of kids? The gold ask slyly. Right. Harper hall it is.
The pair vanished from Western Weyr to appear above Harper Hall. If not, we could always try the Healer Hall too. It couldn't hurt to have more healers on hand. Vosin commented, eyeing the two building so close together, yet far apart. It wasn't like she was expecting the clutch to be ferocious or anything. Accidents happened, and so did Thread.
Killakeeth spread her wide wings to circle over the hold. Even up here, Vosin could hear the cacophony that typically filled the hold. Take us in.