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Date Posted: 17:56:47 02/09/02 Sat
Author: Samma and Wrath
Subject: ::'::

A small green winks into existance, landing on Samma's head and chirruping, eyes whirling anxiously. "Hmm? Aren't you my cousin's flit?" the girl asks, snatching the flit off her head and peering at it. What is that? "A flit." Receiving a few obvious images from Ameroni, Samma's eyes widen. "Shards!" she yelps, before releasing the green to return. What? Concentrating, the ex-Harper shows her lifemate what scared the shells out of her, and the dark blue does a quick, nervous sidestep. "N'tek! Sir!" Gesturing, she pitches her voice loud enough to be heard by all. "Sir! There's a dragonrider turned renegade! His name is, Z'yith or something of the like. Word has been sent to Igen Weyr; he's at HerderHall with my cousin right now. Probably trapped by a pack of mutts, if I know Jent," she adds in a lower, somewhat amused tone. But the prospect of a, well, renegade dragonrider chills her bones as she imagines what could happen. This is NOT GOOD! Wrath suddenly exclaims, side-hopping rapidly and whipping his tail back and forth. We must do something! "Cool it, buddy. I'd gladly kick the creep to the Red Star, but I'm not dumb enough to pit dragon against dragon. Even as tough as you are." The dark girl pauses, staring into space thoughtfully, then speaks mentally. -Ole N'tek here better either do something, or teach me... us... how to go between. Right now.- Fidgeting still, the blue nearly dislodges his rider, who quickly tightens her straps and scowls at the ground, aching to take some action.

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