[PRP] what you owe [ sahrawith + rizdax

[houllow]

Even though a certain junior weyrling might have been avoiding two of the handful of people he could consider friends, his dragon felt no such obligation to follow in his footsteps. At nearly four months of age and (slowly) outgrowing her need to constantly be in R'ose's shadow, or at his side, Sahrawith was softly coming into her own in terms of what she did and did not want to do. Honestly she'd been that way since her hatching, R'ose often reminded her; the moment she hit the sands she went full run and never once did the little green stop to look back.

With that trait in mind, and with her rider's blessing to wander with the intent of checking in every few ticks of a candlemark, the oldest of the newest dragons set about to find a specific someone. Someone who had made her a promise not too long after her arrival at the Weyr, and who had sadly been failing to keep. To say she was disappointed in the nature of the Radish would be an understatement, since Sahrawith had come to the understanding that he'd promised to keep her decked out in the finest of shining and pretty things. As it stood she had a total of one (1) thing and it was currently being kept away from her. Out of spite, probably, and the blue little cousin that R'ose loved certainly shared no affection towards her enough to get it back.

Thus it was up to Sahrawith to get what was owed, since clearly no one else was going to do it for her. Promises were made to be kept, after all, and the green was not about to let someone lie to her and get away with it.

Hattaki

surprissseeee

 

[Hattaki]

Days had begun to actually get a little bit brighter for him since he'd been going to see the mindhealer Nimueh and her large brown dragon Mharlith, brighter in that he was actually getting sleep for the first time in months and had some semblance of desire to do something other than what was requested of him. Now that Rizdax actually had energy again, even if his body still wasn't getting the sleep it required given he was still only grabbing about four hours a night, he had actually started to do things simply for the joy of doing them again. Studying came easier, interacting with others wasn't near as hard with few exceptions, and his creativity had suddenly started to pour through his body again and show itself in some truly complex twisted wire arrays. Most of the jewelry that he made went straight to Mint, Tides couldn't be trusted to even hold a leaf and keep track of it, so the small green fire lizard was decked out in metal around her headknobs and the base of her wings and all up her tail. Around the small thing's chest was a small, though large for her, piece that involved chips of gems he'd managed to come across with the few marks that he'd earned since coming to High Reaches and they shone in brilliant reds and purples. It was safe to say that the small fire lizard was quite content in her finery and she had little issue showing it off to her older blue brother when given the chance, flaunting it really.

Still, there was one piece that he'd been carrying around in his pocket, something that he'd made months ago before the worst of his trauma and illness had simply made it too hard to do much of anything but sleep and go through the motions of his duties and classes. Sahrawith was rather far out of his scope of beings he could talk to, especially after everything that had happened and all the pain that had come from it. It wasn't that he didn't want to meet it head on and deal with it, but that had started right around the time that sleep had left him sick and weak, when nightmares had plagued his mind in sleep or waking hours and nothing felt worth it, even getting out of bed in the morning seemed as though it had been useless, but he'd done it. No, Rizdax hadn't seen the little green unless he'd been cleaning in the bowl and even then he'd dropped his head so he wouldn't look at her and remember how her rider.....

Taking a deep breath the candidate shook those memories from his mind and continued cleaning the hallway he'd been assigned, trying to think of better things, of all the good moments. R'ose and Sahrawith were part of the past now, they'd made that much abundantly clear in how they avoided him and it might have hurt but it was okay. There was a clutch coming up, two even with both queens that had risen in such a short span of time, and he and Shar had been beyond excited about it all. More Shar than himself but as he felt the fog leaving his brain Riz was getting more and more excited for the opportunity to even stand on the same sands as so many babies. Plus a touching! Letting that thought marinate in his head he felt a smile tug at his features and the redhead began to sweep all the faster for it, as if cleaning faster meant he would get to touch eggs faster or something when they had yet to even be laid!

Before he could help himself Rizdax gave a small hop and the necklace that he always kept in the pocket of his pants made a sound just like a bell, clear and sweet as it jostled. He'd have to have Mint drop it off for the little green all the same one day, just because they were out of his life didn't mean that Riz couldn't still give her the one thing he'd made just for her.

houllow