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 Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2012 2:12 pm
For once, she didn't feel very much like socializing with everyone, thoughts too focused on her current mindset. Narisa wouldn't lie that she was still surprised that Suunath might be Rising soon. She'd questioned her own dragon on this, and merely gotten a response of 'the time will come'. But why hadn't it come yet? Was there... something off about Cepheith?
There is nothing wrong with me. It simply is not time. She was informed. Again.
Narisa sighed, patting the gold hide beneath her. To avoid being stopped by those that felt like talking to one of the Goldrider's, Narisa had mounted her dragon with no riding gear, simply using her as an excuse not to be 'available' for chatting. And it was nice, just being perched on top of Cepheith while the Gold prowled the Weyr. They did not get much time just to themselves. Though Callix, her black flitter, was always on hand in case she needed to message someone.
Like informing those who would be going with her when Suunath Rose that it was time. Which brought the Goldrider right back around to her current thoughts.
Who could she ask? She knew who she would like to ask. But Narisa wouldn't do that to any of the her Bronzerider's. Especially when a Gold was Rising. However that left her with a... dilemma. This knocked out just about all her Wingleader's and their 'Seconds.
Save for a few certain individuals.
One of which, as I recall, is a Wingleader. Cepheith finished the thought, a sense of approval in her tone. Shall I inquire if they are available for us to talk with?
"Please do." Narisa smiled, still feeling stressed.
Cepheith rumbled affectionately before relaying her rider's request. Moriath. Are you and your rider available? Mine and I would like to speak with you, if you are not opposed to this. We shall be by the lake. Request and mental image sent, Cepheith settled herself beside a much quieter section of the lakes, turning her head to nuzzle Narisa.
"Thanks, Ceph." She murmured, rubbing the Gold's snout appreciatively as they waited.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 9:23 am
The gold's voice appeared in her mind as the last of the riders departed from wing practice. Moriath shared the message with her rider, received a feeling of agreement and then reached out to Cepheith. she replied with the mental equivalent of a smile.
Ideally Kleos would have liked the chance to bathe and change before going to see a Lady, but tardiness was even less acceptable than being ungroomed. Climbing back onto her bondmate's back, fastened the harness to the rings on her belt and thick leather riding trousers before giving Moriath the all clear to take off.
Before long they came in sight of the gold down on the shore and the scarred crimson swooped downward, landing a short distance away and trotting up to the larger female. Moriath greeted, stooping in order to allow her rider to dismount.
Unfastening the harness with swift practised movements Kleos jumped to the ground and strode towards Narisa, coming to a halt and sweeping a bow a polite distance away. "You requested our presence, my lady?" She knew she didn't stand a chance with a gold rider - that was just how Impression worked - but that didn't mean she wouldn't be just as chivalrous as she would be with any other lady.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 5:34 pm
There was evident affection in the Gold's tone when she responded back. Thank you, sister. Mine and I shall be waiting until then. She relayed what Moriath had said to Narisa, feeling a similar sense of gratitude at the Crimson pair's agreement to come and meet with them. Cepheith rather liked her Crimson sisters, and never minded enjoying their company.
Deciding that 'hiding' along Cepheith's back was probably not going to be the best way to appear before Kleos, Narisa finally slid from Cepheith's neck to lean against her bonded's leg. The Gold herself rested her head beside her rider, nudging her gently until Narisa took up stroking that golden hide. "Do you think we are making a wise decision?" She asked, glancing into Cepheith's bright blue eye. "I don't... want to upset anyone. And I'm sure that won't be difficult to do with the prospect of a Gold Flight coming up." She sighed, once again wondering if maybe there was something wrong with Cepheith, again, getting a rude snort for this thought.
Lifting her head suddenly, Cepheith spotted Moriath coming towards them. They are here, Narisamine. Her tail flicked at the tip idly as she dipped her head in greeting to the Crimson. We are as well as any pair can be. Thank you for coming. I hope you and yours are doing well?
Narisa moved away from her dragon, straightening her clothes subconsciously to make herself appear presentable. A gesture that had become something of a habit. "Thank you for coming, Wingleader Kleos. And I did indeed. I wished to discuss something with you, and... get your opinion on it." A faint coloring touched her cheeks at being referred to like so. "That's only if I'm not keeping you from something important, of course!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 6:42 am
"Not at all my Lady," Kleos replied, straightening from her bow and folding her hands smartly behind her back. "We had just finished drills with Dauntless, and have no other pressing appointments until the evening," she elaborated with a smile. "How may we be of assistance to you?"
Moriath replied pleasantly, dipping her head with respect for an equal that she didn't know well enough to be familiar with. Golds were nearly as good as crimsons after all so she was happy to think of Cepheith on the same level as her more or less; golds filled a vital role after all and it was hardly their fault they couldn't produce flame. She found it rather ridiculous that they were allowed to rule simply by virtue of being golden, but better them than bronzes! the scarred crimson added after a moment, settling herself comfortably in the sand,
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2012 11:56 pm
Her cheeks were still a bit warm, but she did her best to ignore it, offering the Wingleader a bright smile. "Please, there is no need to be so formal." Narisa was still, after two turns, growing used to be referred to so formally. "I hope your Wing and you are doing alright? I know that our weather is... a bit different." Shells, she hoped that didn't upset Kleos! Reminding her that she was not at her home. Quickly shifting her thoughts, Narisa jumped into answering her question. "I've been thinking over the inevitable Flight that will be upon us soon." She said slowly. "Most specifically, where Cepheith and I will go when it happens." Her eyes shifted towards her dragon for a moment before returning to the Crimsonrider. "I've done a little research of the maps of Trine, and spoken with a few other ranking rider's. I believe we'll go to the fartherest tip of one of the lakes."
Taking a moment to take a breath, Narisa ran a hand through her hair. "We can't leave alone, so we'll most likely have to take a guard along with us." Which brought her to what she'd thought over, considered, and decided to act upon. "So, Kleos. I'd like to ask a favor of you."
Cepheith hummed happily. I am pleased to hear this. And that drills are going well. She knew that the Wing dragons worked hard. Had even watched them from time to time. But she always held a strong amount of respect for her Crimson sisters. We'll be counting on you. All of you. And know that I am here to help in whatever ways I am capable.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 10:08 am
Kleos smiled and gave a slight nod of her head. "If you wish it so; it is merely my habit to extend respect to ladies." As Narisa went on Kleos' brows knit thoughtfully, and then lifted with understanding; she nodded again. "I understand, of course. I had quite forgotten how golds can been around one another's flights.... You require a guard, but the other wingleaders are all bronze riders. They will be taking part in the chase most likely... so you would like me to accompany you?"
Moriath rumbled and dipped her head in a gesture of gratitude.
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