*Leaning on the brown W'ren hobbles in, though sags of skin under his weary eyes, his grins brightly at the WeyrlingMaster and directs Datoth over to the firestone.* -- The Weyrling Barracks

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Date Posted: 20:14:01 03/31/02 Sun
Author: W'ren and Datoth
Subject: *Leaning on the brown W'ren hobbles in, though sags of skin under his weary eyes, his grins brightly at the WeyrlingMaster and directs Datoth over to the firestone.*
In reply to: Wessae~Shrineth 's message, "~^~ (*twitches wildly* You don't see me changing my character's names every three seconds. Mmph)" on 13:16:06 03/26/02 Tue

*Hanging onto the sturdy neck for support, W'ren leans over the large pile, carefully choosing some of the smaller softer pieces of the firestone for the brown to begin with. A proffered hand filled with the black stone is accepted slowly by the anxious dragon, who, with much encouragement and concentration from his limping lifemate, is fianally able to get the stone down within his stomach. They head over to the scorched wall, and W'ren makes sure that all the other pairs are far enough away before he steps back behind Datoth's long winding brown tail and pats him two times on the leg, their personal signal to 'Go Ahead and Try!' Datoth belches loudly, with the unencouraging result of a few wisps of smoke . W'ren shakes his head, confused at what they might have done wrong, but requests Datoth to try it again anyway... but this time, really giving his all. Datoth's eyes swirl a bright green of determination and a loud roar can be heard as the short burst of flame rushes forth, and the pair now add their mark to this historical cliff of fire.*

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