Re: One Of These Things Is Not Like The Others ((Attn: Namieh, Kassia, Any Boys))
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Candidates were Candidates and they did stupid things. Usually that was as far as it went. But then, usually, no-one had tried to attack the Weyrwoman.
Talith had been laid, apparently dozing, on the Sands, one eye half-open as he watched the entering Candidates. Compared to Foreth he wasn't a terrifying sight; but then compared to an anxious gold with eggs to protect few things were.
And then there was one figure, and then another barrelling towards the gold eggs and the brown went from comfortable and relaxed to on his feet in an instant, teeth showing in a snarl. Not so easily overlooked now; browns might be smaller than golds but those teeth regularly tore apart herdbeast and right now he was dealing with two possible threats arrowing towards his gold eggs and his queen.
(('TAL! WE'RE BEING ATTACKED!)) he warned at the top of his mental voice, and that might have been addressed to his rider but he didn't bother shouting it privately. That shout went to every dragon as he arrowed in on the closest danger -- Asharan as it happened.
There was a moment where it looked as though he intended to swallow the boy whole, or possibly bite him in half. In the cluster of remaining Candidates one of the boys - Garatt - screamed. It was one thing seeing dragons lounging comfortably from a distance, quite another seeing an angry dragon ready to attack. But Talith had had turns of gentle play with his rider, and knew well enough how to close his teeth gently around the boy's body, lifting him off the ground without harming a hair on his head.
One danger taken care of. Truenoth or Foreth would have to grab the other.
On Thu, Aug 13, 2020 at 5:02 AM Jenna Cunningham <jenna.layne.cunningham@...> wrote:
Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.