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Date Posted: 18:39:08 08/23/05 Tue
Author: Yima & Yimask
Subject: All right, everyone up here.

((I'm going to step things up a bit here; it's now about an hour before dawn. I'm assuming that Ghys, Ghysk, and Yimask have returned, and Zeara and Zearask have been introduced to Yima and taken in on probation. I'm also going to act as if Clell doesn't exist, because he didn't answer the last active check and hasn't posted for even longer than any of the rest of us.))

Finished with her first exploration of the caves, Yima returns to the spot where everyone else is gathered, finding them by sound and counted footsteps rather than depending on her wher to guide her. That's a dangerous trap to fall into, letting her watchwher do everything for her, and it's one she won't allow herself to fall into. "All right. I've checked out these caves, and I want everyone to get up, wake your whers if they're asleep, and get ready to move. You can hear which direction I'm speaking from, I hope - if not, you'd better learn, because I'll be expecting you to follow my voice a lot from now on. Once you're on your feet, walk in this direction until you meet a wall, put your right hand against it, and follow it to the first gap you meet. That leads to a cave that will work well for clutches, so I don't want any of you going down that tunnel just yet. Keep on going to the next gap, and turn down there. That entire tunnel has small caves all along either side. I want each of you to pick a cave, and head in there for the day. That's where you'll live and sleep. Don't take the first cave on the right, though - that's where 'Ask and I will be. I only have five furs with me, so Manethenre, Mikhal, Telomm, Ghys, and Keao, you may each take one as you walk past my cave. Oriana and Zeara will have to wait." She will, too, but Yima isn't worried about that. She's endured far worse. "I want you three with the young whers closest to the front, Keao too, with Oriana a bit beyond them. Zeara and Ghys, you'll be further back. There's another tunnel where I'll want you two to stay later on, but for now I want us all close together, because this is a fairly large cave system. Ghys, once you've picked your cave, let me know which it is so nobody else takes it, and then go to the hatching cave, because that wher of yours is going to drop any minute now. There's enough sand on the floor that she should be fairly comfortable." Orders given, Yima takes a deep breath. Her tone is usually a bit harsh, but now her voice is rough as well, hoarse from all the talking she's been doing over the past few nights. She's become unaccustomed to lecturing, and it's something she'll have to re-adapt to very quickly.

"I know you're probably hungry, and you with the babies, your watchwhers will be hungry by dusk today. For now, you'll have to live with it. I've been told that those dragon eggs are Hatching, so there will be a Hatching Feast this evening, and I'll go talk to people and make more comfortable arrangements for us then. Until then, be patient and try to sleep. It's what I'll be doing." Not that she'll sleep peacefully; Yima doesn't rest easily in the best of circumstances, and with so many strangers and strange watchwhers about, both she and Yimask will be restless. Still, it's good advice for everyone else. "If you need anything, I've just told you where my cave is, so come talk to me. Ghys, as soon as your green starts clutching, come let me know, do you understand? If I've left for the Hatching Feast, ask Manethenre to send me one of those silly flittery things - I'm not having them in here unless they serve some purpose." Reminded of the green's clutch, Yimask hisses softly, mantling her wings. As far as she's concerned, she should be the first to clutch in that lovely cave her handler had found. Yima is boss queen here - just as it should be, in Yimask's opinion - and that makes her boss queen as well. In a practiced movement born of long habit, Yima reaches down and raps her watchwher sharply on the skull, the closed fist nothing more than a tap when it finally penetrates through armor-like hide and thick bone. "Aaach, 'Ask, you can't ask her to clutch in the same cave she'll be living in, with an open entrance and all," she scolds, then addresses the green's handler directly, a touch of wry humor in her voice. "I think 'Ask and I will stay well clear of your Ghysk, though. Now-" and she's addressing all of them again "-go. Find caves that suit you, take your fur if I've named you, and try to sleep. If you or your wher can't sleep, you younglings and you with the blue, remember what I told you earlier about strengthening the bond and learning their noises, and work on that. During the day, the only excuse for being awake is working, because at night you'll need to be clear-eyed and aware of what's going on around you. The lessons are far from over. Keao, I'll be coming for you later, to explain how to approach a female watchwher, and then Ghys will talk with you after about Ghysk's specific preferences."

Yima pauses, knowing she's missing something but not sure what. Then Yimask yawns, exhaling the meaty aroma of her last meal, and she remembers. "In about a sevenday, if I think the babies can handle being alone for a few hours, I'll take you younglings out to visit the Weyr. You can visit friends and family, if you have any. Oriana, the same goes for you - no leaving your watchwher until I think the bond's strong enough. Zeara and Ghys, you're both Journeywomen, so I'd sharding well better be able to trust your discretion. You're free to come and go as long as I know how to get ahold of you, but if either of you do something stupid, I think I'm perfectly well entitled to confine you." At last it seems that Yima is truly finished, because the sound of her boots and Yimask's claws click in an erratic tattoo, the sound leading towards the cave she's claimed as her own.

((All right, ladies and gentlemen, you have your orders. Feel free to socialize a bit if you're quiet about it, and don't hesitate to approach Yima even though I'll be posting her on another board - that post will be several hours ahead, in RP-time, and won't affect anything here. Ghys, get those eggs clutched, please, so Yima can start beating egg-selection courtesy into the prospective handlers' heads. ^_~))

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