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Date Posted: 21:36:59 01/21/02 Mon
Author: Katinka~Shuth~Alonso
Subject: :\|/:
In reply to: Yenda + Adalth ::||:: Jess + Enteth 's message, "Drats" on 18:29:50 01/21/02 Mon

Katinka wakes up first, responding to years of waking up at dawn to her uncle's yells. Blinking drowsily, she smiles under the now familiar weight of dragon and flit. Then she sees the WeyrlingMaster.

"Shuth, Alonso, get up!" Swiftly she moves the bronze flit to her shoulder, and gently eases up the blue. "Come on, training!"

Training? It takes him less than a second to wake up completely. Training! He crows happily, and then proceeds in leading the also eager girl towards the gathered group.

They listen, and comply. She hurries to put on a wherhide jacket, dislodging Alonso as she does so. He swoops over to settle himself on Shuth's shoulder, figuring that he'd have a perfect view there.

No such luck.

Almost immediately after she's settled in the jacket, she attempts to tie the riding straps around the large blue. Shifting to one side to assist her, once again the flit is dislodged and flies this time to try to settle himself again on Katinka's shoulder. For a while he is left in peace.

And...Katinka eventually gets the hang of the riding straps, and the blue lazes on his haunches, trying to twist his head in such away that he can peer at the straps.

"All right?" She asks anxiously.

He assures her quickly. Fine. The straps feel fine.

She nods, and they wait for more instruction.

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