29.Jul.22, 10:22 PM
Tazikel stared open-mouthed as Mylorah walked off the sands with the gold dragonet. She Impressed, he thought, a little dazed. Mylo’s Impressed a gold dragon. It didn’t feel real yet. Tazikel was sure it would sink in soon enough, when he thought to invite Mylorah somewhere or considered getting a ride to visit her and realized things were more complicated now.
Because as happy for her, as proud of her as he was—and Tazikel was both—it still felt a little bit like now that she’d Impressed, that she was leaving him. Which he knew was just him being stupid, but after all the Hatchings he’d attended where she hadn’t Impressed, Tazikel wasn’t emotionally prepared for her to finally do so.
It’s fine, it’ll just be a few months until she’s graduated and then— And then things would be different forever, but it would be okay. They’d talked about it. Tazikel took a few deep breaths as he watched Mylorah feed her new dragon, reminding himself of all the reassurances he and Mylorah had given each other previously, and all the explanations she had given him of how weyrlinghood went.
Self pep talk given, Tazikel was ready to be fully there and excited for Mylorah.
“Do we go down and see her now, or—?” he asked T’ryn. Tazikel trailed off as he saw K’dar go up to Mylo and hug her. Clearly people could go see her, but T’ryn shook his head. Tazikel glanced back to Mylorah and K’dar to see K’dar was crying as he held her. Ah, fair enough. Not the right time, that particular brother needed her all to himself for a minute. When K’dar rushed off, Tazikel gave T’ryn another questioning look. Was it their turn now, or should they give her and the baby dragon space?
Because as happy for her, as proud of her as he was—and Tazikel was both—it still felt a little bit like now that she’d Impressed, that she was leaving him. Which he knew was just him being stupid, but after all the Hatchings he’d attended where she hadn’t Impressed, Tazikel wasn’t emotionally prepared for her to finally do so.
It’s fine, it’ll just be a few months until she’s graduated and then— And then things would be different forever, but it would be okay. They’d talked about it. Tazikel took a few deep breaths as he watched Mylorah feed her new dragon, reminding himself of all the reassurances he and Mylorah had given each other previously, and all the explanations she had given him of how weyrlinghood went.
Self pep talk given, Tazikel was ready to be fully there and excited for Mylorah.
“Do we go down and see her now, or—?” he asked T’ryn. Tazikel trailed off as he saw K’dar go up to Mylo and hug her. Clearly people could go see her, but T’ryn shook his head. Tazikel glanced back to Mylorah and K’dar to see K’dar was crying as he held her. Ah, fair enough. Not the right time, that particular brother needed her all to himself for a minute. When K’dar rushed off, Tazikel gave T’ryn another questioning look. Was it their turn now, or should they give her and the baby dragon space?