"Oh! Senior Journeyman Diagir!" Rennitz grinned wide at the mention. "Oh for sure do I know him. He gives many lessons on Whercrafting, especially to the public. He's also a really nice man. His green

Sunstreath didn't quite dare to look up, but the bronze's own eyes whirled faster in delight as he was acknowledged. ((Mine says it is only right, to admire beauty- and you are the most beautiful

Scritch, scritch, scritch. Yiyu absorbed his words, nodding to herself as they struck a cord within her. Someone could use her, someone *wanted* her. And duty? She had a duty. It made her smile again,

Ziya eyed the hand for a moment before snorting and deigning to lean into the girl's hand. She looked down her muzzle at the child curiously. This small human wasn't afraid of her like most people

Yiyu gave the wherhandler's name without hesitation, lips curving upward as she thought of the man who positively dwarfed her. "Do you know him?" she asked, even as her gaze found the brown

"Now I can get behind a drink," Sahari said, mistaking the flask immediately, and once again quietly praised her dragon's excellent judgement. His ability to - and only at a glance - pick out people

"Do you know who they belonged to?" Rennitz asked curiously. "One person with three whers is a pretty huge workload! That would require someone really strong and dedicated. They must be a

"That's amazing," Yiyu said, with unfeigned interest. "The three whers I met were wonderful and so very expressive." Her fingers uncurled and her hands relaxed from their clasped state. She was

"You would think! But dragons can't fit in the small hallways of Weyrs and Holds where humans can." Rennitz gestured with her hands to emphasize the difference. She was enjoying the conversation with

Yiyu studied the glistening gold. Her free hand rose, extending hesitantly for her to sniff, should she wish. The information he'd just given her was interesting, and wonderful, but.... "No dragon

Crinkles formed in the corners of Diagir's eyes when Yiyu spoke. Her obvious admiration for whers touched his heart and made him happy beyond comprehension, something his three picked up on. Vainglory

"No, Lady, they aren't scaring me," she said. That real, honest smile, that was peaking out more and more the longer she was at the Weyr, graced Yiyu's lips briefly before slipping away. "They're

Ironically, it was the timidness radiating from the girl that kept the situation calm. Had she been met with confidence, outright confusion or worse... anger or disgust, it likely would have been

"Yes, it's a very nice day," Kassia said. "You have a beautiful wher there."

Foreth had been lounging in her favorite spot. Her head came up and eyes startled to whirl orange in irritation, but they mellowed slightly at the offering and the pretty words. ((That's because

"A wher for a guard?" Yiyu repeated. "But dragons are so...large. Wouldn't they suffice?" she asked, thoroughly emersed now in the conversation in a way she had rarely managed in her lifetime.

Yiyu blushed, wondering if she were in trouble. Her hands came out and clasped in front of her, her back straightening as she said quietly, "I just finished dinner and was headed back to the barracks,

"Yeah, of a sort! He has a really small holding and stable, split between runners and whers. There's plenty of people with whers here, including Weyrwoman Kassia. She's got bronze Brogan and he's

Candidate? Ah... Candidate. The familiar word broke through slightly and Tyne shook her head slightly as though trying to shake her thoughts together. "Shouldn't you be in the Barracks? Or lessons?"

The feelings, the *words*, simply formed in her mind. She shivered, at once delighted and afraid. When she spoke, it was little more than a whisper: "She spoke to me." Automatically, her hand