Entrances.... -- The Weyrling Barracks

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Date Posted: 20:03:46 03/19/02 Tue
Author: Angele & Eirath, Chaos, Rage, Hope and Fear <> C'rin and Tuath, Dilandau
Subject: Entrances....

Angele grinned, returning. Her face was dirty, her hair and clothes dirtier, and her dragon dirtiest of all. But both were happy, and proud of themselves.

Behind her Angele nearly dragged the unsusp[ecting C'rin, who probably would have stayed there in the Foothills had she not taken drastic measures and taken him back.

"Heyyas, everybody! Miss me?" Angele grinned, letting go of C'rin, who emediately returned to Tuath's side, dusting his arm's off (which Angele's dirty handprints were left), whilst Angele looked after her fare of firelizards.

Fear, the newest (and LAST) addition, the tawny blue, was busy sleeping between Eirath's neck ridges. Rage, as usual, was spitting an argument with her brother, who wasn't really doing much but giving his sister a blank stare, and Hope curled around Angele's shoulders, her gold hide glimmering.

Angele smiled at the other Weyrlings, then to the Weyreling Master. "Hey! I'm ready for more training!"

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Tuath was just as surprised as his rider when the blue haired girl had just 'come out of nowhere' and grabbed C'rin's arm, alnmost dragging him back to the Barracks.

Her reason, althugh he had not spoken back (as usual) was, "I'm not leaving you here for Kiki to fondle over. She has her eyes on every single Weyrling on two legs nowadays!"

So, he had been dragged back, Tuath following amused, with the brown Dilandau just above his eyeridge, equally amused.

After returning, he emmediately found his way back over to Tuath, and quietly dusted hmself off.

- You should thank her, you know. You probably would have stayed alot longer.- Tuath mused, jokingly.

Maybe. I's still a little surprised...are all blueriders that...spunky?

Tuath gave a draconinc chuckle, shaking his head. -Maybe. Blueriders match thier dragons. I'd say eirath felt 'attracted' to her because both were into the arts, I guess. I don't know.-

C'rin looked into his dragon's eyes, a deep fondness showing from inside them. What made you choose me?

Honestly? Your gentleness and quiet nature. You were the whitest candidate there, the quietest and definately, I'd say, gentlest. I knew you were mine from wthe moment I first saw you, C'rin. That's how I knew.

C'rin gave his dragon a pat, and turned to the Weyrling Master, ready for instruction.

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