Clandi's Weyr

Clandi and Ismirth

{ candidate} {hatching} { weyrling} {adult} {more?}

Clandi closed her eyes. For just this once she wished that she could have the luxury of sleeping in. But then again, thread was due to fall over Woven Water Hold in a few hours. She sighed and got up. Her leather fighting straps had been prepared the night before. She didn't want to fall off her dragon while they were flaming thread! That would be unfortunate. They had both made it through their first two falls without a hitch. The only problem was that they had a minor thread scoring. Clandi winced. She had felt her dragons pain so acutely when the thread scored her.

Wake up sleepy! Ismirth said lazily. She had feed a few days earlier so she wouldn't need to be hungry before or after the threadfall. Clandi sighed and straitened.
"I'm up!" She said, shaking her heand and streaching. Her green seemed to smile in her head like a beneveloment mother.
That's more like it. Clandi grinned and walked over to the stone couch where her dragon made a nitch and rubbed her affectionatly on the ridge abover her eye. They dragon seemed to smile and laugh inside her head. They had their own quarters. Not too comfortable and not to shabby or too large. Seemingly, they were the perfect place for a greenrider who, some say foolishly and she siad wisely, let her dragon chew firestone. Her green would never clutch. They had made the long and laborious desision to let Ismirth chew firestone. The side of effect of this was any flight she had wouldn't result in a hatching.
That's over Ismirth said practically, And you are my rider. And we fly thread. That is what we were meant to do, what we were made to do.

"That's right Isi" Clandi said with a laugh, "You are the most spendid green in all of pern, and together, we'll help protect this world from ... that ... thing... thread." She glanced up at the score on her greens wing. She wished she hadn't been so careless as to let her dragon come to the smallest amount of harm, but at least it wasn't serious.
Don't call me Isi! And stop fretting. "All right, all right." She rose to get some hid oil and rubbed it into her dragons hid, concentrating on a few rough patches. An inperfection in the hid could result in terrible damage during the trip between. Her canine, Cream, came trotting in. She was a sweet girl, and well suited to the temperment of her sweet tempered master.

She turned back to Ismirth.
"Are you ready to fly thread today?"
And Ismirth responded with a resounding Yes! Canine Cream

Name	Clandi
Age	19 turns
Status	Green Rider
Dragon's Name	Green Ismirth
Impressed @	Rose Circle Weyr
Pets

Clandi impressed at Rose Circle Weyr
Canine image is from Talor Cliff Weyr
Note: Background and title etc. is made by ME ([email protected]) so no stealers.

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