[PRP] Out in the Cold (Elibrie/Cinonth)

[Meepfur]

Elibrie pulled her hood tighter against the wind and cold as she walked across the weyrbowl, on her way back inside after helping to scrub the dragon of an injured rider. It was very, very chilly work, but nothing she had any complaints about. It needed to be done, she'd been sent to do it, and that was that. The green had tolerated the affair well enough, with only the occasional grumble that the Candidates weren't as good at it as her rider, but for her part, Elibrie had taken her time and done her very best. She couldn't blame the dragon, though - she was no doubt used to things being done a certain way, and worried about her rider besides, so she'd done her best not to take any sharp words to heart.

But now she was cold, even though she'd set her coat aside to make sure it stayed dry, and more than ready for a change of clothes and perhaps something warm to drink or eat. Burrowed in her hood as much to stay warm himself as to lend her a little extra heat, Lullaby thrummed steadily, while two other blue firelizards flitted about in circles, chittering as they chased both snowflakes and each other.

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Meepfur

Where Elibrie was trudging her way through the snow, lost in thought's concerning her work, a green dragon, or the cold, a certain someone couldn't help but gaze down at her as he came in for a landing. H'sad and he had just returned from their Sweeps, and though the blonde was anxious to return to his weyr, Cinonth had other plans.

Where he had been coming in for a gentle landing on his weyrledge, he turned sharply, throwing H'sad well off-guard and half-off his back. Thankfully, his riding straps kept him in place--but he did give Cinonth a small kick with his heel--not that the dragon felt the rebuke. "Where are we--"

There! I've found something Mine. It will take but a moment. There was a familiar excitement in his voice and H'sad knew all too well what that meant. While he loved hatchings and was glad High Reaches might boast another, it also put his blue in a certain mood--and that mood meant he was often derailed from his plans.

Ah, but it would do no good to argue, and he wasn't about ready to discourage his precious dragon from Searching. Even if he was quite sure it was likely someone who was already a well established Candidate. So much for warming up or kissing his hellos with Dr'stan...

Never mind that Cynosuth wasn't even perched on the ledge, and high likely out with Dr'stan doing other sweeps or drills.

Well, there was little to be done about it now, and poor Elibrie was well in the blue's line of sight. He tried not to kick up too much snow, but it was awfully hard to do. A great shadow would fall over Elibrie, followed by a sudden strong gust of air and snow. Once it settled, she would find a large, bright blue dragon sitting before her, wings half-unfurled, and quite well blocking her way. His eyes whirled a bright blue-green, and he crooned soft greeting.

H'sad, unfortunately, was still well strapped in on his back. Will you let me down, you big lug? He asked, quite sure his blue had no intentions of doing so. Slowly, ever so slowly, the dragon did lean down, allowing H'sad to at least start undoing his riding straps. This at least allowed dragon a closer insprection of Elibrie, and he crooned gentle greeting to the young girl and her fair of blue flits.  

[Meepfur]

By now, Elibrie was of course fairly used to the comings and goings of dragons, but that being said, this was the first time one had had her as the object of its focus as it came in for a landing. It was...just a tad bit startling. The shadow didn't phase her, but the kick-up of wind and snow followed by a dragon landing right in front of her - and looking right at her - did give her pause. Now coated in a fresh dusting of snow, while her two frolicking firelizards scree'd and chittered in delight (again, again!!), the girl blinked owlishly up at the blue. His eyes were friendly colors, but she couldn't help but worry that perhaps she'd done something wrong; after all, why else would he stop to regard her, of all people?

"H-Hello, Sir Blue," she said tenatively, while Lullaby huffed to clear snow from his nose. "Can...is there something I can help you or Yours with?"

Please let it be that and not that she was in trouble! Not that she could think of anything she had done wrong, much less that would concern a dragon or rider she'd not met before, but the worry was there.

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