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Author Topic: Prevention is the best cure [17.06.2590 | 7:45PM] || J'hal & Droissa  (Read 110 times)

Offline X'kis

Firelizards grew quicker than their larger cousins, and while they wouldn’t be sexually mature for two turns, Flirt’s clutch-siblings were more than capable to begin learning basic commands after only a sevenday. Their window was a small one, however, with the rapidly growing creatures still requiring plenty of rest, and daily oiling, and there were so many hours in the day where weyrlings, candidates and riders could freely socialize without falling behind in their day to day chores.

When both J’hal, one of the black weyrling and Droissa, a candidate, sought assistance in teaching their new bonded’s basic commands, X’kis had accepted readily. Understanding that a disobedient flit could cause plenty of problems, even without taking into account Kalestath’s clutch due to hatch in the near future. He’d given them one week to relax with their Firelizards, but asked them to meet him in the weyrbowl at 8pm once the week was up to begin helping them teach their baby flitters how to stay put when requested, among other things.

To minimize his own workload from becoming too high, he’d arrange for them to meet every second or third night, depending on how the evening’s lesson went, but for now, he had excused himself from Eimerra’s side, eaten a quick meal, and put on hold the paperwork that never quite seemed to end to be out by the training fields a few quarter mark before the time he’d asked them to meet him.

Maelboroth, curious about the black weyrling was spread out on the grass behind him, keeping a lazy eye in the direction of the weyrling barracks for the approach of the black dragon and his bonded. X’kis hadn’t specified that Lesserath needed to come, however he rarely went anywhere without Maelboroth nearby, so would not begrudge J’hal doing the same.

Both Flirt and Lesiff were with him, Flirt perched on his left shoulder while Lesiff perched on his right, the little green trilling and crooning in an attempt to grab the blue’s attention while he, having more of an awareness as to what they were doing in the weyrbowl at night, looked straight ahead and waited for the approach of their students.

X’kis himself stood stiffly, ever aware of the position he held with the weyr and disinclined to let his guard down in case someone should think for a moment that he is not taking the role seriously. Even this was less social and more business… With a working flit of his own, and turns of dealing with a flitter under his belt, he was perfectly suited to help the new bonded’s with their own creatures. Plus, minimizing the chance of a baby firelizard doing something stupid when and if their bonded enters the hatching grounds with a clutch hatching was always reason enough to do something.

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@Drewliet @Spiffy Hope it works for you. If you have any reason to drag anyone else there go for gold. They have just over 2 weeks before the hatching

Added the time, too >_>
« Last Edit: July 01, 2017, 05:50:21 PM by SirAlahn »

Maelboroth| 28 Turns Old | 35m Long | 8m Tall | 61m Wingspan
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Offline J'hal

Re: Prevention is the best cure [17.06.2590 | 7:45PM] || J'hal & Droissa
« Reply #1 on: June 12, 2017, 09:47:17 PM »
"Gerrof, you," J'hal growled, hurriedly stuffing the small parcel of meat scraps into his jacket pocket and away from the questing green nose that thought to dig it open. He flicked his hand at her, which she quickly dodged. That at least she seemed to have learned quickly enough. She'd been nothing but a nuisance to J'hal since he'd been pressed into attending her hatching, though Lesserath was nonetheless rather endeared by her. She'd taken a liking to nesting herself into his shoulder whenever the black was not so busy with drills as to dislodge her during sleep, or perching herself between his headknobs whenever J'hal was likewise to busy for her to fight for a perch on his shoulder.

And fight she had to: J'hal would instinctively sweep a hand over his shoulder whenever anything lighter than Lesserath's probing muzzle touched him there, a reaction learned from turns of insecurity and distrust of anyone getting close to his neck at Fort, whether he meant to swipe her or not. That's where she'd learned to dodge his hand, though it hadn't stopped her from squawking admonishment into his ear and coming in determinedly for another landing each and every time. A number of times the swipe had been intentional, since her claws were tiny but sharp as needles and in summer clothes they very easily found his skin. He had to hand it to her for persistence though, even if it were persistence in annoying him.

She just wants to sit on your shoulder like every other flit, you know, Lesserath would remind him on such occasions. He could swear to Faranth that the black had cooed to the tiny green on more than one occasion that he'd been 'mean' to her and had swiftly been met with the rejoinder of 'you look after her then.' I do, Lesserath would always reply, which wasn't a lie. She spent more time asleep on his shoulder than she did J'hal's and the black even let her nibble the scraps from his own meals, saving J'hal the trouble of finding food for her himself.

He'd made an exception today however. Lesserath hadn't fed that day and neither had J'hal given her any food that afternoon, keeping her hungry for their first scheduled training session with the Weyrsecond that evening. She had not been a happy girl when she'd come for her lunch only to be given nothing and and ushered away from stealing anything from his own plate. She had been sulking around Lesserath the whole day since, at least until J'hal had finally picked up a bundle of scraps from the kitchen for her on his way to meet X'kis. Now she was his friend again, at least as far as she herself was concerned. J'hal was less convinced, but still retained some hope that she'd respond well enough to some proper training that she'd at least be useful enough to put up with. If she was his only way into Mountain Wing, then so be it.

While Lesserath winged his way down to the meeting point from the Weyrling barracks, J'hal approached from the opposite direction where the Lower Caverns were. The young black was interested in observing the lesson, if only to make sure that J'hal wasn't being mean to her. Getting to meet a rare and elusive Mountain dragon would be a bonus too. Lesserath himself wasn't exactly sure about Mountain as a Wing for himself, that was what J'hal had settled on wanting in his own head, but to Lesserath flying around a wilderness making maps seemed boring. He was curious whether there was any more... well, action in it.

Lesserath settled to the ground a short while before his rider arrived, ruffling his wings into place as he sat and greeted Maelboroth, regarding the brown as he did so. He didn't have a problem with browns as he did bronzes and had some innate draconic respect for Maelboroth in particular for being mated to one of the Queens currently.

"Weyrsecond," J'hal said as he caught up, not forgetting to salute the brownrider as he did so, though the hand was quickly stuffed back into his pocket afterwards to prevent the green from diving into the vacant space. She'd been clinging to his jacket the entire way from the kitchens. You don't get any of that today unless you're good, y'hear? he sent to her experimentally as he would have done Lesserath, though the green's presence was harder to pinpoint in his mind compared to the dragons, which was so closely intertwined with his own after a turn he could scarcely work out where it began. It seemed to work, because she huffed in response, crawling her way up onto his shoulder instead. He'd taken to wearing his wherhide jacket the past couple days when she was not asleep, despite the weather, since her claws were not long enough to pierce it.

"I've got some food to train her with, if that helps," he said, moving the relevant pocket to indicate where he'd stuffed it but not removing his hand. Hopefully it would be part of their training, or her hunger would just make her even more recalcitrant if she weren't rewarded with food, he suspected. He had no idea about the specifics of firelizard training, but he had a fairly good idea that that was how people trained their canines, so he couldn't see why it would be different for them.

They are cousins of dragons, not canines, Lesserath reminded him, singing his head down to regard his rider now.

Yeah, well you'd have probably jumped over backwards for food if I'd kept it from you at a sevenday old too, J'hal reminded his dragon in turn, producing a huff from the black to rival the tiny green's.

I'd have fought you for it.
As of 6.2590, Lesserath is 22.38m long and 4.5m tall (10 months old)

Offline Droissa

Re: Prevention is the best cure [17.06.2590 | 7:45PM] || J'hal & Droissa
« Reply #2 on: July 15, 2017, 07:00:47 PM »
The timing of Wander’s Impression really hadn’t been the best, but then this entire turn hadn’t really offered an actual good time. Between the chaos and the progress of the weyr, Droissa seldom had downtime and it was almost never consecutive. Perhaps she’d been impulsive in asking for a firelizard egg, but she didn’t regret it.

The Bronze was a beautifully proportioned specimen, as if to make up for his drab hide. Droissa didn’t think he was ugly, though, not when he held himself so stately. Wander didn’t demonstrate any of the hyperactivity that some flits did, he was beyond that despite barely being a week old. She knew how smart he was, too. It was almost like his intuition was keyed directly to the candidate’s wishes, she hardly had to think on something for him to respond. It was a good sign, but even still she wanted to make sure it was still being done right.

True to her behavior, Dro was prompt in arriving in the weyrbowl, though she wasn’t alone in that. J’hal, a weyrling with a Black dragon at that, would also be attending the lesson. She was determined to not let herself be intimidated by either him or X’kis, though certainly her younger self would’ve been. Being in the company of ranked or otherwise… esteemed persons wasn’t something she’d ever made a habit of, but Droissa knew she needed to overcome her social hurdles. Watching J’hal, she mirrored his salute to the weyrsecond, though hers was a bit slower as she didn’t want to offbalance Wander, perched on her shoulder.

“Good evening,” she said, bobbing down in a quick curtsey just for good measure. Wander trilled a note of inquiry, both at the other firelizards and to the much bigger dragons in the background.

Neither of them made further comment for the moment, however. Droissa made a point to draw the small bag of meat that she’d brought out from a pocket, showing she was prepared just as well as the weyrling. It felt appropriate to take a soldier’s pose, both hands behind her back with her left grasping the wrist of the right, which also held the pouch of treats. She hoped she looked a little taller, a little older, to be less of the odd man out between these two.

 

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