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Subject: Weary Author: Willmina & Shetanth/ Potter [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 18:37:28 09/07/02 Sat Willmina sat down on her bed. Only Potter and her Shetanth kept her company so late into the evening. The bronze flit was settling into his lazy evening routine. Things were quiet. Her gold had earlier commented on her golden daughter's pride at such a fine Clutch of eggs. In fact, the whole Weyr was abuzz about it. She hadn't wanted to admit jealousy or envy but couldn't help the little pang of pain at knowing things were being said. Brynn and her mate had every right to be proud but the tinge of cockiness in them and their dragons got a bit much as of late. Willmina sighed. She had been so wrapped up with the matters of the Weyr that she'd never gotten around to teaching the flamethrower techniques of the Queen's wing to Brynn and Kessinth. Many of the rest had learned to chew firestone and expel flames in practice but Minerva's junior queen hadn't even been taught before she Clutched. Shetanth raised a whirling eye to her seemingly depressed rider. -You are sad and worried. You needn't be so. 'I feel inept, dearest. I needed to do things for them both and I didn't come through for them.' Willmina admitted in her mind. To her dragon. 'I fear that if Thread comes, we will fall short of what needs to be done. That will be my fault.' Shetanth gave an angry rumble but suppressed it so as not to agitate the junior queen and mate that were on the Sands or the other dragons of the Weyr. -That is something I lift a tail on! We are prepared! The only shortcomings that you perceive are as fog! 'Nonetheless, tomorrow we begin flaming with the tanks. It is high time we do something to earn our keep.' -I will welcome the chance to leave the Weyr for a time. I believe the junior queen shall have her space for a few days. Willmina's head snapped up. 'You want it to be days? I had thought you might want it shorter.' -My wings are soft. They need to be made stronger. Especially if I am to reign as Queen of this Weyr. Shetanth said, voice rippling with her assertion to her right to be leading queen dragon of Minerva. Willmina chuckled. Rousing herself, she went to pack her wherry-hide pack for the few days they would be training and flying. Months ago, tanks and such were left at the charring grounds near Keroon. Though remote, nothing would touch them there. There had been a thought of telling the others of the Weyr about it but Willmina was now glad she hadn't. Time alone with her queen would be a good tonic. OOC- A new board will be created for the purpose of flaming training. It will also possibly serve as a site where Thread will be fought. Entrance by admittance of the Weyrwoman or Weyrleader only! [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]