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Date Posted: 16:41:21 07/02/02 Tue
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Weyring
's message, "Entrance" on 18:02:55 07/01/02 Mon
She moved away, and returned minutes later with a bucket filled with oilcloths.
Talie cocked her head to one side curiously, but the unspoken question was answered in a matter of seconds.
Ariya! Staphsalin and Salaten both say they itch... and so do I...
Talie, I itch! Oooh, I know, you too, Zeerth!
Odyession, do not fret, Rh'yan will take care of your hunger...
It continued sporadically over the course of a few minutes, the dragonets were either ravenously hungry or itching, or else bored, fretting over their riders, or otherwise in need of help.
"Shardit," Ariya breathed, "it's enough work taking care of our own!"
"We have to split it up," T'lin said. "Three for each of us. Weyring!" He called over the grassy turf, "You're in charge of Flo, and Rider Tilana's Sansalin and Salaten!" He thrust two buckets at her- one of various foodstuffs that Rh'yan had run to get, the other of oilcloths.
Talie came running over with two more buckets, just in time to be assigned to Cameroth, Barronsaln, and Salay- it was decided that Rider Keira's and Rider A'rian's two shouldn't be separated. Talie moved away with the the three greens and set to work.
Rh'yan was next, he ran off for his own supplies, then took charge of his own Dameroth, along with Zeerth and Odyession.
Ariya claimed her trio- Angerflan, of course, but also Sithe and Falnth, and T'lin settled down near her with Rider M'kar's Staphsalin and Kipyen.
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