NYA & VIRIITH
Candidate | Hatchling | Weyrling | Rider
Dark Moon Weyr
"Viriith! What are you doing?! I told you not to-"
Nya winced as a huge crash came from the direction of the weyrling barracks.
Viriith poked her lovely green head out of the doorway, looking innocent. Cress and Komn flew out behind her, and landed on Nya's shoulder.
I just wanted to see.... Cress and Komn are allowed in!
"They are alot smaller than you, Viry!"
My name is Viriith. She snorted indignantly. And they are only a little smaller.
Nya laughed, comparing the full-grown flits to the hatchling dragon, which was like comparing a leaf to a tree. "What did you do in there, anyway?"
I sat on your cot Viriith informed her. I don't know why you insist on sleeping on it, it's not very comfortable.
Nya sported a pained expression. "You didn't break it did you?"
Viriith considered.
Would that mean I would be sitting on splintered wood?
Nya grimaced as she nodded.
Well then... um.... no?
Eying her lifemate warily, Nya entered the barracks and then came running out.
"Viriith! It's totally destroyed! What am I going to tell the Headwoman?"
That a dragon sat on it?
"She won't believe that!"
She will if she meets me.
Nya snorted in amusement. "Yes, you're probably right, beautiful."
'Course I am rider-mine. That's what I'm here for, to keep you out of trouble.
"I won't even comment on that, Viriith. What am I going to do with you?"
You can't do anything. The hatchling replied smugly.
Sighing, Nya conceded. "But it doesn't help how I'm going to get another cot."
Why do you need one of them? Viriith demanded. You could just sleep outside with me.
"I'm not quite as adaptable as you, dearest."
Viriith made a amused sound, and turned to a blue hatchling watching their exchange with interest.
Riders. They are all the same.The green told him, careful to let her own rider hear the comment.
The blue nodded in accord.
Definetly. My rider is exactly the same.
Nya left the two in a deep conversation of the weaknesses of riders, and started towards the kitchens hoping to catch the Headwoman at a good time.
Wait for me! Viriith pleaded from behind Nya.
Nya stopped and waited for the hatchling to walk ungainly to her.
"You can't come in, Viriith. You'll break something."
Me? When did I ever break anything?



Nya's Candidate Story

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