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 Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2013 9:33 pm
T'rel was in a particularly good mood that afternoon. He'd taken it upon himself to teach one of his weyrlings how to properly care for his dragon. The Weyrling in question, it had been reported had been 'kidnapped' from his hold. The bronzerider had not been born at the Weyr himself and knew what it meant to be new in the Weyr. Especially newly Impressed! Without the right guidance, T'dej might get lost! Or worse!
Do not fret so, Mine, came the ever amused voice of Zelith. He snorted at his rider's antics. I will call them here. You will see. They will be fine. As you were fine. Phisoth, come to me? I am at the beach. The sand is warm. The water is nice. You will like it. Mine will be teaching yours to care for you properly today. Please come, so mine does not fret. I know yours is ready, as you know yours is ready. Mine does not. Mine is a good weyrlingmaster, though. He will help.
The bronze paused, pressing his nose to T'rel's torso. There, mine. I have called them. They will come.
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 7:12 pm
T'dej was doing what he always did, he was following along after little Phesoth, keeping a close eye on the beautiful girl, to make sure that she was safe, not wanting her to get in any trouble. He knew that he fretted like a mother with her first child but he just couldn't help it. She was so cute and young, she wanted to play with the other dragons, wanted to chase after T'dej's many flits, wanted to make friends, wanted to explore, wanted to climb things, squirm her way under things, and run around in an excited manner. It was because she was so active that he worried as well, not wanting her to get into anything that might be dangerous to her. The girl was running around even now, chasing after five of T'dej's flits who were moving around in a swarm, while the other two hung off of T'dej as he chased after them all.
"Come on, Phesoth! I don't want you get hurt!" He called after the green as she crawled up onto the cot that he normal slept on and tried to jump off of it at the flits, causing him to nearly have a heart attack, "Phe!" The dragon slid off the other side of the cot, tipping the thing over though he was able to catch hold of it before it was able to fall on her. Giving a sigh of relief he looked down at the little green, looking her over for any injuries but she seemed fine, if distracted. It looked as though she were thinking on something intently before glancing over toward him, "Phe?"
The green gave a swish of her tail before turning to look at him, smiling up at him, "Zelith is calling, mine! He says that his wants to meet with us at the beach! Can we go? I want to play at the beach!" She chirped in excitement, hurrying to T'dej, starring up at him with big, whirling eyes that said she was happy, excited, wanted to go and play!
It was impossible for T'dej to say no when she was looking so adorable, as such it wasn't long before the two of them were on their way to the beach, with Phe leading the way and T'dej following, covered in his swarm of fire lizards who all seemed to be taking a break at the moment. Apparently the five of them that had been playing with Phesoth were tired and wanted T'dej to do all of the work. The two that hadn't been flying around with her, Einion and Goldie, were perching on T'dej as well, the two of them didn't really play with Phesoth all that much for their own reasons. Einion because he felt it was his place to look after T'dej as he always had and Goldie because, as a queen, she felt it her place to look regal, which didn't involve rushing around with the others... even if it did look rather fun. As the group reached the edge the spot that T'rel and Zelith were waiting Phesoth raced forward across the sand toward the big bronze, an excited look on her face. The five flits that tended to follow her rose up to do so, and T'dej trotted along after her, wanting to keep her from getting in trouble or bothering the bigger male.
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2013 6:52 pm
"Hey T'dej," T'rel greeted the green weyrling with a smile as the boy approached. He gestured to the nearby bucket and brush he'd brought with him. "I thought I'd show you how to care for Phesoth," he explained with another smile. "Not that you haven't done a fine job already!" he added, to reassure the boy. "Since you were Searched late, you weren't able to participate with the candidates in some of their lessons. I'll catch you up!"
He ran a hand through his hair, beaming at the weyrling. "Well," he said, "Let's get started! What would you like to learn first? I think this will be a running lesson," he added thoughtfully. The Weyrlingmaster seemed to be making things up as he went along. "Once a sevenday or so. However often you like, until you feel you've caught up." He offered T'dej the previously gestured to brush.
"She'll help you," he promised. "Scrub her where she says she itches most. I'll show you how to oil her later. Oiling is very important, because their hides can patch--and they end up cracking." He winced at the very thought. "If that happens, it can cause serious injury--even death, between."
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Posted: Thu Mar 21, 2013 6:33 pm
T'dej turned to watched Phesoth for a moment as she danced around the big bronze before he turned his attention back to T'rel, listening closely when he was told that he was here to learn how to best care for his dragon, "Ahh, really?" He murmured, worried that he was falling behind and that his Weyrling Master was forced to take time out of his day to teach him because of it. Shifting in place he couldn't help but to fret, something that Phe didn't seem to care of as she abandon the one she was dancing around to hurry over to him, bumping her head against his side.
"It's alright, Mine! You are doing well by me!" She crooned at him, nuzzling against him in an affectionate manner and he couldn't help but to smile at her, stroking a hand against her head in a soothing manner.
"You really are a sweetheart, Phe." He murmured to her before he looked over at T'rel who was telling him that it wasn't that he wasn't doing a fine job, it was because he was 'searched late' which caused him to give a little chuckle. It amused him that they referred to him as searched, his father referred to him as kidnapped, and T'dej saw himself as being saved. So many different views of the same event all held by different people. Turning to his teacher he gave the man a smile, "I know that I have a lot to catch up on but I am more then willing to learn so that Phesoth will be as happy and well cared for as possible." The moment that she picked him out of the crowd his life had changed and he finally found the place that he was meant to be and learned what it was that he was meant to do.
The dragon's eyes whirled a happy colored at his thoughts before she gave a crooning sound at him, tail swishing in delight, "I love you too, Mine!" She chirped happily, more then happy to hear the wonderful things that he was thinking and saying when it came to her. He really was a sweet and diligent partner and she had lots of fun with him and his swarm. Turning her head she looked at the five firelizards of various colors that had come to perch on her she leaned in to nudge at them with her nose in a friendly manner before she gave a squeal of amusement when one, a blue, hoped up onto her head.
T'dej chuckled before reaching out to pick the blue up, "Be careful, Corundum." He scolded the excited blue before he turned to look at T'rel, "Patching is really so dangerous? Wow... I know that she complains about the itching, something I tried to fix as soon as she done, but I didn't know it was as scary as all of that." He murmured, eyes going wide before he looked back to Phesoth, "Is there anywhere that you are itching at the moment he asked of his partner.
She gave a pause in her play to think on it then gave a little sound in her throat, "Perhaps between my wings, then a spot on my hip." She said after shifting in place, seeming to be taking stock of where she was itchy at the moment.
"Alright, we will take care of those spots." He said, then looked over at T'rel, "Bath first and then oiling?" He asked, wanting to make sure that they were going to be doing the bathing of Phe now or if he should wait until later and just oil her itchy spots now. Even if he felt that it made the most sense to do it that way he was also quite uncertain about himself so he tended to ask a lot of questions, just to make sure that he wasn't messing up.
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