The colour intrigued her. She had never heard of it being possible for such an extreme discolouration but, in the realm of possibility, she supposed it was possible. Amazing what factors could have an

"I prefer to stand, thank you," T'ryn said, remaining upright. Partly because he didn't expect this to take long, and partly because, somewhere in the back of his mind, a little voice was screaming

"Not unless you want me to," Torrela said. "I'm Torrela, Mindhealer. I thought that you may want to just talk without any judgement." She waved her hand to encompass the whole Weyr. "There are enough

"Yeah. I mean, it's not like we planned to go find a whole new breed of wher and Impress the best possible breedable colors," Tam cried. He clapped his hand over his mouth. "Oops, didn't mean to be so

IC Date Ref: 8.28.7.10 - Set approximately two sevendays after the events of Greenflight: Strangers in the Night. (( Where are you? )) Elloryth asked plaintively for what felt like the twentieth time

Namieh looked up from where she sat in bed at the unexpected visitor, surprised to meet someone who hadn't been in the rotation of Healers tending to her injuries. While she was eager for

Qakry couldn't help it when he suddenly realized that it wss so close. He had been trying to decide for a while of course, but he still couldn't make up his mind. He would be 12 in a few days and well

Calyse's lips pulled into a sympathetic frown; she never liked to hurt anything or anyone. She'd gone into her craft to help dragons, and flits were *sort of* like tiny versions of them. "D-Don't

"No, I wasn't thinking about - I wasn't thinking at all, I just -" Asheran fumbled for something other to say than I was trying to stop him or I was trying to help. He felt frustration surge up in

"You don't think that with all those dragons, me, and guards that we could take care of it?" Kassia asked, hands on her hips. "Were you looking for glory?"

"I know," Kalain grunted. That was another problem, maybe he could distract his best friend. "We were just saving their lives and I wouldn't have it any other way." ~Lain good. Tam good. Mean

((You haven’t got to panic.)) Bl’by looked up from the pile of files he’d been sorting through on the floor, eyes glazing at the touch from Traynth. ((..Panic at what?)) he said warily. The

And M'ayen had always reacted to rank. It made no difference that T'ryn was still young; he was old enough now to command respect, old enough that M'ayen himself straightened his spine and nodded to

In spite of all the turns separating T'ryn from his own Candidacy and Weyrlinghood, that bellow still caused the bronze rider to flinch slightly. An instinctive response to run away that had been

"Enter!" Some things didn't change; the bellow from inside the office was just the same as in T'ryn's Candidacy. -- Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work? Baldrick: The

"I want to hear," came the simple response, "but I also want youto know that from the news trickling down the grapevine, I'm a little unsure how I feel about you...well...not seeing the eggs." This

Recalling her first night in the Weyr and her subsequent encounter with the green, Trifali smiled as she studied the pair of firelizards for a moment. "I know what you mean," she said, referring to

Tam nodded. At least some people understood. "Well, not everyone thinks about it like that. Look at the green--Darling Girl--she Hatched much later. But there was a rockfall and I think it may have

At the edge of the forest surrounding the Weyr, Diagirsk was busily digging in dirt and rocks looking for the dummy his handler had buried. It was a game of search and rescue that Diagir had devised

Torrela had wanted to go speak with the Candidate who endangered the eggs right away, but hadn't. Mainly because the girl had been on pain medications and if the mindhealer were going to work with