The four rushed over� -- The Flat

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Date Posted: 20:15:04 01/22/02 Tue
Author: Lian )�( Veliruth; A'dor ?? Kebeth
Subject: The four rushed over�
In reply to: N'tek and Paulth 's message, "*They rush in, but the large bronze takes care to make a graceful landing*" on 16:05:17 01/21/02 Mon

...glad to finally be able to work with their dragons. Veliruth stopped her romping with Erasth and trundled over, nuzzling her rider affectionately. Lian returned the caress, then headed over to the ledge to find herself a wherhide jacket. She swung one across her shoulders, found it fit, and grinned satisfactorily before snatching up a set of riding straps and returning to a waiting Veliruth.

Lian stared up at her dragon, for the first time unsure what to do.

{{Don't worry, you won't hurt me.}}

This was all the reassurance Lian needed. She carefully threaded the leather straps round the gold's neck and behind her sinewy shoulders, then gently cinched them up until 'Ruth swung her head about in a tacit announcement that they were in place. Only then did Lian dare turn her gaze to finding her friends.

A'dor woke to his dragon's frantic bugle: {{Weyrling training! Now! A'dor!}} Despite the discombobulated language, it was obvious what Kebeth was saying. A'dor leapt out of bed and scrambled into his clothes, then rushed out of the weyr they had been sleeping in, followed at a lope by Kebeth. They reached the flat just in time to hear the last of N'tek's instructions.

~Kebeth? Did you hear our instructions?~
{{I just asked Veliruth. She said you are to put on one of the jackets, then put those straps on me.}}

Easier said than done, A'dor thought as he pulled on the wherhide jacket. The tangle of straps and buckles looked daunting. Nonetheless, he picked one of the sets up and headed back to Kebeth.

[[They go around his neck and behind his shoulders, bronzerider,]] came a voice in his mind. A'dor blinked; it had been Veliruth who had spoken. Deciding not to think about that yet, he slipped the straps into position, then tightened them gradually until he felt a not-so-gentle butt against his thigh. He glared over at his bronze, who stared back at him with mildly whirling blue-green eyes.

{{Sorry.}}
~You are not.~
{{I am! Besides, you would not want to choke me with those, would you?}}

Chuckling at his dragon's sense of humor, A'dor leaned back against Kebeth's chest and awaited further instructions.

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