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Metisoth didn't quite fit inside anymore - not that it bothered the green much. The indoors hadn't been made with dragons in mind and therefore, they weren't meant to be inside as far as she was concerned. Being outside suited her just fine, especially once Kinyegele had dutifully tended to her hide and done was little assisting with mealtime was still needed now that she was large enough to hunt in the pen herself - though it was still a bit of a task when things bit back. Still, Hers had waited to make sure all was as it needed to be before she ducked inside to have her own breakfast.

It left the young dragon with much time of her own, however, once she'd polished her meal clean and hovered over her siblings to make sure they were all fed as well (a certain brown had a tendency to slack at even that, if allowed, and she was putting extra polish into bothering him about it). Then, she had a little time for a walk to get her legs and wings stretched before a day of wing flappies, coordinates, and many other very necessary things. She did enjoy the monotony of routine, however, when the end goal was plainly practical - which a Weyr was, overall, even if some of the individuals inside weren't.

Putting free time, even as small of a chunk as her walk would be, was also a very prudent thing to do and she was finding it enjoyable, if not a little lonely. Perhaps... Papa - are you busy or can you come walk a little with me? the little, by comparison, green implored with no small amount of hope that she could, perhaps, be indulged.

Metisoth was ever so eager to lean into the boop from her father, craning her neck up with as much composed grace as she could to receive it - even pushing herself up off the ground with her front legs to get just a little closer.

Oh yes! I have been practicing my wing flaps, she was a bit too serious to want to call them 'flappies' as many of her siblings did currently, right up to the very number! KinyegeleMine counts them so we are doubly sure. Not too many - it would not be well or good to strain myself and put us back behind the others. Though admittedly, some of her siblings were hard-pressed to do even that much and she would have to go and fuss about them time and time again.

We are all, minus a certainly lazy brown, but surely she didn't need mention him, hard at work! Surely it will not be that long before we too are in the air with you!

It was a far more exciting prospect when one hadn't seen the fatality that being against Thread could bring.