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Admittedly, it was always hot at Trine Weyr, but some days were noticeably worse than others. This was one of those days. After flying around and about in riding gear for several hours, Tereth and S'ren both were more than willing to take a nice cool swim in the lake.

Wait, at least drop me off on the ground so that I can take off the riding gear, S'ren insisted when he noticed that the brown had been making a beeline for the water.

Very well then, Tereth replied, clearly disappointed by the small detour as he adjusted his flight to land on the shore. Do move quickly though. The water is calling to me.

And you think I feel any different? he thought back with a small laugh, giving his dragon's neck an affectionate slap as they neared the ground. This riding gear is great for Between, but the rest of the time I feel like I'm melting in it.

The pair landed next to the water with ease, and it was with much speed that S'ren undid the riding straps and climbed down off of the dragon. The moment his rider's feet hit the ground, Tereth bounded off into the cool water with a large splash, eyes whirling bright green in pleasure and relief. Then, to tease his partner, he said, You are slow, Mine.

"Oi! Stop saying that!" he replied back with a small smirk, taking off his riding gear and setting it off to the side as quickly as he could. "I'll be with you in a moment." The dragon just let out an amused rumble, wading in deeper so that he could submerge himself.

That was quite the amusing scene honestly. S'ren had just stepped into the water when Opeth and Xan flew overhead, his rider letting out a scream as the Blue made a sharp dive down toward the water. At the ungraceful fall and splash into the water caused by the abrupt twist of her dragon, S'ren couldn't help but laugh. Opeth may have often been a bit of a sourpuss, but clearly even he knew how to have fun. "Hello, Xan," the brownrider greeted back with a smile, trying not to look too amused as he swam to meet half-way. "Why would I mind? you should drop in like that more often I believe."

Tereth was also highly amused by the spectacle, giving an approving and amused rumble in response to the aerial stunt. Very nice work. I shall have to try that move myself sometime, he remarked to the Blue, although his words were not lost to his rider.

"Oi! Don't you be getting any ideas, Tereth," the rider said with a laugh, sending a small that dragon's way even though he was no where near close enough to actually get him. The Brown's eyes simply whirled merrily, still highly amused by the whole thing.

Opeth was probably correct on the agility thing, but before Tereth could even reply to that the Blue brought up the Benden dragons, souring his mood instantly. There wasn't much that made the Brown upset, but the Invaders and their dragons were high up there on the list. They need to learn respect, he replied, eyes whirling orange and red as he remembered some of the things he had heard. Their disrespect and slandering of their fellow dragons must be put to a stop. He was referring of course to the fact that many of those from Benden openly put down Atypicals. Although not one himself, the Brown would not tolerate such discrimination against colors.

His partner's sudden downward shift in mood change caught S'ren off guard, but when he heard what they were talking about he understood. He held no love loss for the Benden Healers and riders himself, but his dragon had taken a particularly strong aversion to them. "We've been alright, all things considered," he replied. The brownrider chuckled faintly at the inquiry though. "That's a rather vague question, don't you think? Although in answer to your question, yes, I suppose I may have witnessed something a bit odd. I assume from your question that something has caught your attention as well?"

S'ren was quite surprised to hear news of a fight between the riders. Fortunately it didn't sound as if it had escalated into anything too terrible. "No need to worry, we won't share this with others," the brownrider assured her. "It is probably wise that you are bringing this to your wingleader's attention though. Have you any idea who the riders were?"

Tereth let out a snort after Opeth had finished, his own eyes still whirling in agitation. Visitors are fine so long as they come in the proper fashion. Simply appearing at another's Weyr, however, and then proceeding to do nothing but stir trouble is not. No, the Brown did not think kindly of the Invaders' actions and words whatsoever. It was beyond him as to why they were even being permitted to stay really. Human politics were such a troublesome and nonsensical mess.

"No cross-Weyr confrontations, but C'amil and I were privy to a disagreement between the Masterhealer and one of his subordinates. We couldn't hear all of the conversation, but Givon kept going on about cross-Weyr communications and waved a paper around in his hand a bit before stuffing it into that clipboard of his. Right as they looked about ready to part, a flit came and shared something with them, leading the other healer away in a right hurry." It had been a suspicious scene for sure. What was on that paper that had Givon so upset, and what had the other needed to rush off to see? It wasn't as if the Benden Healers had that much business about their Weyr. "Tereth's also noticed that there seems to be a lot more flit activity around as of late in general, but that can be attributed to various things really."

While Opeth surfaced, Tereth took the opportunity to duck back under the water himself and cool off. That didn't keep him from letting loose a small rumble of agreement from under the water though. We shall watch them as they watch us then and make sure they do nothing foolish. Whatever it was that was being planned, they would need to do their utmost to make sure that no harm resulted from it.

"'Backing of all the old Weyrs'? I wasn't aware that we even had any enemies among them," S'ren remarked, surprised by this little tidbit of information. "It was likely a bluff on the Brownrider's part. I hardly imagine anything that serious going down." Trine had done no wrong after all, and the only thing he could think of that the old Weyrs might find offense in was in their acceptance of the alternate colors. That was nothing new though. With a faint smile, he said, "Do what you feel that you must, but it would be such a shame to leave already after that grand entrance. That would be a waste of Opeth's excellent acrobatics."

Tereth chose that moment to abruptly surface right near the pair, sending a huge splash their way. S'ren was caught off guard by the water attack, having been too involved in his conversation with Xan to to notice the other's plotting. "Ack! Tereth!" he 'scolded', sending a futile splash back at the dragon. "Are you trying to drown us?"

The Brown rumbled his amusement, eyes whirling blue-green. You are both good swimmers. There has been no harm done, he replied easily, slowly submerging himself below the water once more.

"Ah geez. I think we'd better start heading for the shallows if we don't want to be assaulted again," he said with a small laugh, watching the giant brown form move about below the water.

S'ren was caught off guard by the splash directly to the face, but he had to grin at the other's antics. "Oi! Cheater!" he called out with a laugh, swimming futilely after her. He wasn't much of a racer, but he could swim for a good while if need be.

Tereth 'helped' his rider from below by giving him a light push toward the shoreline with his snout. Didn't help much, but it did give the brownrider a little extra propulsion.