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| Atlea - Rider [ Candidate ][ Impression ][ Weyrling ][ Rider ] [ Beach Shards Weyr ][ Firestone Weyr ] |
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| Atlea, I need to be clean! Cylanth was sulking in her hollow, while Atlea glared at her with disdain. "I just cleaned you, proddy green! Yesterday! And today was a restday! You've done nothing that makes you dirty since then!" I'm not proddy! Just dirty! Cylanth snapped back, curling her head around under her wing. Atlea opened her mouth for another snide remark, and then clapped it shut again. She eyed her lifemate dubiously, until finally the green demanded why she was looking at her so funny. |
| "It's just... proddy... you're old enough, now, Cylanth. You could rise." The green seemed to think about this. I could, She agreed. Can I rise, ridermine? " 'Course you can, Cylanth. I'll have to sign you up, and you'll have to wait, like everyone else! How about at Beach Shards? They have some openings there at the moment..." Cylanth snorted. Whereever. Anywhere. I don't care. And I'm NOT proddy. Atlea gave her lifemate an amused glance. "Mmm, yeah. Whatever you say." |