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Name: Feah
Age: 23
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Weyr: High Reaches Weyr
Rider Rank: Wingrrider
Previous Rank/Craft: Senior Apprentice in Fishercraft (hadn't yet walked the tables)
Physical Description: Looking at Feah, you wouldn't expect her to have been involved in fishercraft, at least at a glance. Small and compact, Feah is short enough that she'll never reach the top shelf in anything. She hardly fits the broad and strong imagery one might conjure up when thinking of someone formerly of that craft. However, a closer look reveals that while she is tiny, she's stocky, and her body is strongly-muscled.

With darker skin that can deeply tan when she spends time in the sun, deep blue eyes and hair that is mostly brown, but gains a reddish highlights in the sun, she's rather pretty... apart from the nose that sits on her face, slightly crooked from where she broke it in an accident during her apprenticeship. She keeps her hair relatively short at just chin-length, due to the easier maintenance of a shorter trim, and has a good amount of curve to her figure, which she personally regards as more of a hassle than anything else - heavy curves can get in the way as much as long hair, only she can't trim them!

Personality: Feah's dedication to hard work and order may have been enhanced by her training at Tillek and its organized way of life, but it was always very much a part of her. It has and will continue to work its way into all aspects of her life, in that she is very focused on taking care of what needs done first, and every single aspect of it, well before she deigns to consider anything like recreation or relaxation. This gives her the reputation of being a bit stiff and severe, especially when coupled with her own lack of patience for slacking off; but the truth is she's merely... focused. She doesn't see the point of putting something off or doing shoddy work - if you do it quickly and do it right, once it's done, it's done and you can move on.

However, while her reputation is somewhat exaggerated, she is far from the life of the party - rather, she's an intensely driven young woman who cuts others little slack and herself no slack at all. In fact, inefficiency, laziness, and anything that can be considered slacking off will set her to stewing in a broody temper - a temper that will slow-burn and assert itself primarily in her growing more impatient and prone to snipping when she bothers speaking, until she can retreat to her and Cinath's weyr, where she will usually clear a small space and shadow-box or otherwise pour all her energy into something physically exhausting until she simply no longer has the energy to stay angry.

The truth is, while she controls her emotions well (a lifetime of getting picked at by four older brothers if she took to being over emotional trained her out of that), Feah feels everything very deeply and tends to take it to heart. So it's easier for her to keep people at arms-length and focus instead on things that won't tug at her heartstrings or render her emotionally vulnerable.

As a result of this, Feah can be somewhat difficult to approach and grow close to - but that's where Cinath comes in. Despite the stigma of Impressing a Blue in High Reaches, the dragon's been nothing but good for his Rider, softening some of her harsher edges, helping her to lighten up, and essentially acting as the highly-social bridge to her guarded and quiet personality.

Under his influence, she's learned to smile more, stress a little less, and that enjoying life is just as important as completing a given task.

History: Born in a small fishing hold beholden to the larger Tillek, Feah was the first daughter born to parents who already had four boys. Needless to say, they didn't quite know what to do with her, and so she spent much of her childhood lumped in with her brothers, or pitching in with the other woman. Regardless of whether she followed after the boys or stayed ashore to help with cleaning fish after a haul, she was never, ever idle, and early on learned the merits of hard work and dedication - but never really found a place for her, and rather trundled along in her brothers' shadows. Nonetheless, she was good enough at the work that, like three of her brothers before her, went on to the Fishercraft Hall to further hone her skill. (Her fourth brother, having shown surprising musical talent, was instead Apprenticed to the Harper Hall, and hasn't had any contact with his family since.)

All in all, Feah was relatively happy at the Fishercraft Hall - she did well, and she was learning.... but she was still simultaneously the odd one out (having had three brothers go through the training earned her a lot of 'he has a sister?!?' over the Turns she was there) and caught in the shadow of her siblings. In some ways, it seemed like she was born to this path, and while Feah felt she could live with it, it chafed at her in a way she could never put into words.

As fortunate would have it, some time after she hit Senior Apprentice and was beginning to have suspicion that she might be chosen to Walk the Tables soon, a Bluerider from High Reaches came by on Search. Feah didn't know what she was expecting, but a head-to-toe sniffdown from a curious blue who seemed for al lthe world like he was looking for hidden treats on her person was not it. Fortunately for her dignity, the dragon was not, in point of fact, looking for any tidbits like an overgrown runner (and frankly, probably would have taken offense had he been compared to one!), but thought she had the potential to Impress. And now.... now she had a choice.

To continue along a path that was known, and if well-walked before her, at least she wouldn't lack for a future... or to take the chance that she might Impress, and potentially waste Turns of her life in vain attempt. To her credit, she actually did think about it for a few minutes! However, a girl of barely sixteen Turns is not always practical, no matter how rarely she gives her mind over to flights of fancy, and before long she was off to the Weyr, ready to begin life as a Candidate.

.... Too bad nobody warned her about the altitude sickness.

The first half-a-turn at the weyr was absolutely miserable for Feah, used to sea level elevation and ocean air. While she never fell ill to the point she would be forced to leave, she had no energy, strength, or will to spare for anything past her lessons and chores. Due to this, she gained something of a reputation for arrogance or thinking she was superior, when the truth was that she was simply trying to adapt to a very different environment from the one she had grown up in.

She passed over three Turns as a Candidate, all told, and stood often enough without Impression that she was beginning to wonder if the dragon that had Searched her made a mistake. Then came another Hatching, and while Feah knew better than to go in expecting anything, she had yet to fully fight down that same flutter of hope and excitement that had led to her coming to the weyr in the first place. This time, however, that little flutter proved to be the victor... albeit in a very unconventional (and ... not precisely positive, by High Reaches' standards) way.

The clutch had been a relatively small one, and one without a queen egg, so of less import than a larger clutch with a high probability of bronzes (and that ever-so-desirable queen) may have been. Still, it was a hatching, and dragons meant the Candidates who were currently eligible would Stand. Stand, and many return to the barracks afterward, minus the new weyrlings and full of stories to share. While most watched the larger eggs, hoping for a few decent-sized browns or a bronze or two, one medium-sized egg cracked open, spilling a pale blue dragonet out - a pale blue dragonet that seemed, at first, more interested in napping on the spot than in finding his.

He took his time getting up, took his time inspecting every young man (and a few young women) that he came across, before he came to Feah - and in her, he found what he was looking for, headbutting her affectionately and knocking her to her knees on the sands even as he Impressed. Unaware at that moment of the murmurs going on around her, Feah knew only that Cinath was hers and she was his, and that at last she had found a place just for her.

.... Of course, it wasn't that simple, in practice. She had her dragon, and Cinath was wonderful for what he was - a lazy, affectionate little blue who was rarely bothered by anything, let alone the angry mutterings of traditionalists who didn't think blue was a proper color for a woman to Impress. Cinath neither understood nor cared what anyone else thought about him or His - after all, it wasn't like they were going to separate them! Feah, on the other hand, was a different story altogether.

Bereft of the dubious benefit of a dragon's short memory, she lacks the ability to brush off the rumors, the stares, the snubbing ... the off-color commentary some of the more vigorously-traditional members of the weyr have tossed her way. One particular incident in her memory was a rumor circulating (that was never substantiated, nor its originator found), that in lieu of a wing she would be encouraged to find another weyr or home for herself and her just-as-out-of-place blue.

The rumors settled down eventually, but the stigma of being a female bluerider did not, and has not - although, with the advent of threadfall, there are suddenly much more pressing issues for most to turn their attention to. Feah found herself frightened for the family she had left behind to come to the weyr - certainly, her contact with them had been spotty at best since she had left for High Reaches, her time at first consumed by adjusting and then a simple lack of closeness, but they were her family.

She was, as it turns out, right to be afraid for them. Most of her family survived unscathed, but her Harper brother, who had been a successful Journeyman, had been... not at Telgar, but at a smaller hold in the same region. There was never word from him post the fall, and he's been presumed dead. Having to write him off as dead hurts Feah, but she's thus far not been allowing herself time to grieve properly. Instead, she's been intent on doing her best with Cinath to prevent as much loss of life as possible.

...That being said, she has been finding herself more affected by High Reaches' traditional views (and her abnormal position in relation to them!) than usual, and has been spending more and more time with her dragon and less with anyone else.
Other: Anything else you want to add? She has an odd habit of practicing tying and untying knots when she has little else to do, as it helps her calm down and clear her head. During her free time, she still enjoys fishing, albeit simple polefishing somewhere private, usually throwing back her catches - the quiet lets her gather herself, although most of the time she doesn't actually catch much, if anything, due to Cinath deciding to play in the water and scaring all the fish away.


DRAGON
Name: Cinath
Age: Adult
Color: Blue
Size: 31'
Physical Description: The first thing one tends to notice when looking at Cinath is his pale blue hide, that's of just the right hue to nearly blend into the sky on a particularly cloudless summer day. The second thing one tends to notice, is how oddly round he is - not fat, mind you, Feah is very good about keeping him from overeating and growing chubby. Rather, he is very stocky and powerful, but with a softness to all of his edges that, when combined with his larger size, make him seem pudgy. The fact that his tail is a bit shorter than usual does not help with this image very much, but he doesn't particularly care. He's got good stamina for a blue, but is unfortunately on the slower end, so when it comes to flights he's not usually going to be the one to catch that pretty green that caught his eye.

Personality: For all a dragon's lack of perception of time, Cinath is a dragon who understands the value of it, and won't stand for it being wasted, even moment-to-moment as dragons live. That being said, taking your time is certainly not wasting it, and therefore well worth doing. Cinath is as calm as a mountain pool on a windless day - it takes quite a lot to upset or bother him, and he's mostly content with simply taking things as they come. He is, however, a very social dragon and even something of a gossip, eager to talk to nearly anyone about anything, and more than willing to fill His in on anything going on in the weyr that catches his attention.

A dragon with a cheerful temperament, he'll shrug off insults as easily as shaking off water, continuing to go on about his business because in the end, all that really matters is that he has His, and that His has him, and why would you want to waste your time fretting about what others think or do, anyway? Enjoying life is the only thing worth investing time in, and if they want to go to the effort of picking at him or His, well that's their loss. In short? While he's a happy personality, he's also dead stubborn. If he's decided he's not going to react, then he's not going to react. If he doesn't want to do something, well...

If you're not his, or a queen, good luck getting him to cooperate. Fortunately, this stubbornness doesn't extend to Feah, and she learned early on how to talk him around if he was being particularly obstinate about something. He's not fond of those who manipulate or try to hold themselves as superior, and will take pains to avoid any dragons that are known to be aggressive or intolerant of others, choosing instead to spend time with more mild-mannered, sociable dragons like himself - and will not-so-subtly try to nudge His to spend time with their Riders, because really, Mine, you shouldn't shut yourself away so much! You're wonderful and I love you and there people will love you too!

When it comes to flights, he's of course bound by the desire to chase, but outside of them he isn't drawn to any color over another, and prefers to select his friends by personality and attitude rather than hue - he'll just as happily spend the afternoon chatting up a gold as a pair of greens, or curl up in the sun with a white if they have a nice napping spot. (In fact, he has a soft spot for whites, they can fit in places most larger dragons can't,which means sometimes they hear the most interesting things!

so what drew him to Feah? In short, he saw in her what he lacked, and what places he could fill in, as well. Where he tends to lack drive and motivation, she pushes onward until a task is done. Where she can be quiet and awkward, he's sociable and talkative. For a dragon like Cinath, who literally cares not one bit what anyone else thinks, it was only natural for him to migrate to the person who felt right, and Feah was that person.

Approved!