[PRP] Finding Peace (Elibrie/Amalteia+Dragons)

[Meepfur]

As they neared the end of their second day, Elibrie was about as tired as she had been when she had begun it. The schedule seemed endless, and she and Kesucianth were working very hard to make up for the slower start they had gotten to bonding, courtesy of everything that had happened. Every possible moment was spent wrapped up in each other, healing over the hurts to both of them, and that was on top of lectures and training and chores. Still, no matter how tired she was, the girl had no complaints - her baby blue was worth every moment.

Once she had cut and fed him his evening meal, it was time for touch-ups to the fast-growing dragonet, to ensure that no problem areas would be at risk for cracking or splitting. Obviously, his larger siblings required even more, but these early days of growing were astonishingly fast regardless of color. He did not need a full, intensive bath-scrub-oil on this occasion - overdoing it was no better than underdoing it - so she was spared some of the early evening chill fully bathing a dragon would have subjected her to. Not that she would have minded, anyway, as cold was the least of any of her concerns.

Still, it was a pleasant and quiet task for the end of the day.

Tsunake

 

[Tsunake]

Anakumath had laid a fine and healthy clutch, and Amalteia had observed the Hatching with the same quiet wonder that she always did. The terrible injury suffered by one of the young men had been heartbreaking, and it had been compounded by the heartbreaking screams and sobs of his companion. The timing couldn't have been worse, as one of the baby blues had reacted to his lifemate's distress and rushed over to her side. Such grief could threaten both the new rider and her young dragon, and the old rider could only grip where her blouse rested over her heart with worry.

The Weyrlingmaster and his assistants had worked quickly, as had the Healers to help the poor pair back onto their feet. The boy had been sent away so his injuries could be better treated, but Amalteia still quietly worried over the pair in her mind.

And what will they do if you go to speak to them? Threaten to stripe your behind? Harpiath pointed out waspishly, and Amalteia thought fondly that her beloved would gladly welcome the chance to assert herself should anyone dare try such a thing. Still, her golden dear had a point, even if she'd put things a little roughly. Though Harpiath's wing joints ached fiercely in the cold, she insisted on making the short flight to the lake where the young pair in question were currently.

Harpiath landed a respectable distance away, not wishing to buffet the younglings with her wings. Her gaze was fierce as she studied them, but she had never been the best at being gentle. Amalteia carefully slipped from her neck, patting the old dragon's leg in appreciation. "Good evening." She greeted, her lined face breaking into a smile at once as she looked them over. Yes, they certainly seemed much more comfortable than they had, though scarcely any time had passed at all.

"I hope Harpiath and I aren't bothering," The old woman continued, "We've been meaning to check in on the two of you. I'm Amaltiea."

Meepfur

 

[Meepfur]

The coming and going of dragons of all colors to the lake was to be expected, but the flash of gold was always especially notable, at least to such a rank-conscious pair as Elibrie and Kesucianth. Though they didn't expect to be noticed themselves, it was best to be prepared and act with due deference. Kesucianth was quick to send the gold his most polite acknowledgement - wordless, however, so that it would also be unobtrusive. Though Harpiath might be among the older golds of the Weyr, a Queen was a Queen regardless of age, and he but a very young blue.

Neither he nor His expected the attention of the elder pair, and were each equally surprised by Amalteia's approach. Kesucianth quickly dipped into one of his little hatchling bows, while Elibrie hurried to stand, inclining her head respectfully. "Good evening, Ma'am." As she greeted the other rider, her mind rushed - a goldrider, here to see them? She could hardly fathom it! And yet...here they were. "No, you aren't bothering, not at all. You...you wanted to check on us?"

She knew she had drawn quite a bit of attention to herself and Kesucianth - completely unintentionally, of course - she'd not expected even strangers (let alone goldriding ones!) to be interested in them. It was almost intimidating.

Tsunake