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22.Oct.22, 01:26 PM
With how many of the weyrlings were on the larger size, I'vens wasn't that surprised to find out they were having this particular lesson a little bit early for a few of them. He wasn't worried though, he'd gotten to do a lot of riding with his cousins, he knew how to handle himself in a saddle. Not that he really had a saddle now so much as just the ridges on Sher's back to settle between.
The dragon had lost some of the green tones in his hide so far, but otherwise wasn't having that drastic of a change. Sherekhath was still the most handsome of the entire clutch as far as Vensy was concerned. Of course I am. Now are you settled in or not? He was eyeing his darker brother, since Oncaeth was just casually strolling around while his rider lounged lazily along his back as if they were both born to that particular activity.
Pardrith though... with how they were getting along he figured he could have some fun there. His tail twitched as he stayed crouched, legs bunched neatly under him, muscles tense as he waited for I'vens to settle down. Yeah, yeah, I'm settled. The shift of weight on his back didn't make him so sure about that, but if his rider insisted he was settled then he would believe him. The bronze waited until he saw Pardrith stop with his rider dangling before he sprang, suddenly sprinting up to tag his tail.
I'vens cursed softly at the lurch, barely managing to keep his seat as they came to a halt. Someone, maybe the Weyrlingmaster or probably more likely an assistant, was scolding them and reminding them to slow down and take their time and he nodded Sherekhath made a show of apologizing, but not before smugly giving Pardrith a look. My rider stayed sitting.
With a roll of his eyes I'vens said aloud, "Oh hush you." He wasn't sure he actually cared about the mute, but they'd both been poisoned, and had spent some time together there and his uncle assumed they were friends so he might as well try to get to know him a bit better. "How are you doing Ch'es? You look like you've ridden at least some before. Though," he paused as he watched L'ri get scolded for not taking the lesson seriously while he seemed to be trying to nap on his dragon, "Maybe we haven't ridden as much as the old guy..."
The dragon had lost some of the green tones in his hide so far, but otherwise wasn't having that drastic of a change. Sherekhath was still the most handsome of the entire clutch as far as Vensy was concerned. Of course I am. Now are you settled in or not? He was eyeing his darker brother, since Oncaeth was just casually strolling around while his rider lounged lazily along his back as if they were both born to that particular activity.
Pardrith though... with how they were getting along he figured he could have some fun there. His tail twitched as he stayed crouched, legs bunched neatly under him, muscles tense as he waited for I'vens to settle down. Yeah, yeah, I'm settled. The shift of weight on his back didn't make him so sure about that, but if his rider insisted he was settled then he would believe him. The bronze waited until he saw Pardrith stop with his rider dangling before he sprang, suddenly sprinting up to tag his tail.
I'vens cursed softly at the lurch, barely managing to keep his seat as they came to a halt. Someone, maybe the Weyrlingmaster or probably more likely an assistant, was scolding them and reminding them to slow down and take their time and he nodded Sherekhath made a show of apologizing, but not before smugly giving Pardrith a look. My rider stayed sitting.
With a roll of his eyes I'vens said aloud, "Oh hush you." He wasn't sure he actually cared about the mute, but they'd both been poisoned, and had spent some time together there and his uncle assumed they were friends so he might as well try to get to know him a bit better. "How are you doing Ch'es? You look like you've ridden at least some before. Though," he paused as he watched L'ri get scolded for not taking the lesson seriously while he seemed to be trying to nap on his dragon, "Maybe we haven't ridden as much as the old guy..."
