As with any other bright and sunny day, the blue weyrling had decided that spending their time at the beach, soaking in the midday sun in between lessons and chores, would be the perfect way to relax. And, as with any other day, she was right; the sound of the waves lapping at the shore combined with the feel of the sun warming her skin was truly relaxing after that rather difficult lesson. Aniwetath, steadfastly refusing to take much part in this, since he felt the need to appear impeccable on this day, stayed off to the side, resting with his front paws on the very line between grass and sand, snorting in contempt over the fact that his rider was out near the water, getting gritty sand all over her as she basked in the warmth of the sun. Surely she could have done that very thing in the grass, where at least the next touch of flesh wouldn't feel so strange to another? Nalia, how many timess musst I ssay that you can bassk in the ssame amount of ssun here next to me?
he grumbled, snorting his displeasure at the thought of Nalia going near him with sand all over her as he shifted his weight, glancing back towards the main area of the Weyrbowl. Some time had passed since the first of his sisters took to the air, crying her lust for the males to hear and answer. There were two others who still hadn't done the same, and one who wouldn't for some time still. He had no chance against the bronzes and platinums that would answer that
one's call, however, and he knew that for a blue to chase her would be a foolish endeavor indeed. And if nothing else, he was certainly no fool.
Shaking her head at her dragon's question, Nalia pushed herself up into a sitting position before glancing at the blue, sighing as she thought of what she could possibly say to him. Only a million, my dear,
she teased, winking one hazel eye at the blue and grinning when he seemed to physically balk at her comment. What? Surprised that I keep refusing to leave my spot?
The young woman smirked when Aniwetath snorted and glanced back towards the corrals, perhaps for the hundredth time just that morning. Something was going to happen, though Nalia didn't know exactly what, and at the moment she honestly didn't care all that much. When it actually did
happen, then she would worry, but for now she was allowed to be uncaring towards the situation. Kayan and I are quite comfortable over here, and we would be even more so if you came to join us.
Another huff answered her question, followed by an unmistakeable feeling. At least, unmistakeable as far as she was concerned. She glanced up at the sky just in time to catch a familiar green shape gliding across, her near-white hide glowing in the sunlight. It was one of Aniwetath's sisters; one of the twin greens, to be specific. And judging by the lack of other colors, with the obvious exception of the dark semicircle beneath the eye, this one was Undineth, the more...proper...of the pair. As she watched the green drift down to the corrals, snatching up a herdbeast and clamping her teeth over the wound in the beast's neck. This was unusual behavior for a feeding dragon, since they tended to go for the more tender parts of the beasts for that purpose. That only meant one other thing, and the young woman's face visibly paled a moment. Ani?
she asked, reaching hesitantly for the mind of her dragon, longing for something to latch on to, to ground her to the earth and all of its stability. When the blue glanced back at her, his eyes swirling that familiar red-violet hue, Nalia gave up hope in grounding herself, instead ordering Kayan to return to their room in the barracks so the miniature bronze wouldn't get in the way before standing herself. Well, go on then. No sense waiting around for me. I'll find Tevita.
By the time all of this was sorted out, the young blue wasn't the first to arrive, instead showing himself to the corrals directly after a red and a brown. He hissed at his competition, disliking the fact that not only were they larger than himself, they were higher up in the supposed 'hierarchy' of dragons, which made them seem that much more powerful to the lithe green before them. However, this was no red or black, and certainly no ruby; Undineth was green, smaller than himself and just as sprightly in the sky. When it came to the sort of acrobatics that these small females performed, he would prove far superior than these larger, ungainly beasts. He
would be the victor this day, not some other male who felt themselves better than him. You certainly sshall not be ignored, dear Undineth,
he called to her, his voice slithering into the minds of those closest, namely the green to which he was speaking. It certainly lived up to its serpentine reputation, but it wasn't as if Aniwetath himself was aware of any of that. All he cared about was proving himself to Undineth, and proving to her that he wouldn't ignore her. Aniwetath hass ansswered your call, and hopess that he may be conssidered worthy in your eyess.
By the time she arrived in Tevita's room, two other riders, both male, were already there, confirming the red and brown that Aniwetath had spent the first moment of his arrival hissing in contempt at. She gave a brief nod of greeting towards the two men before locking her gaze on Tevita. The poor woman looked so nervous, and Nalia instantly ignored the other riders in the room in favor of the greenrider, stepping up beside her and gently resting a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Hey, Tevita," she said, flashing a warm smile as she went completely past the introductions. They were in the same weyrling class, after all; such things as introductions would scarcely be needed with the two of them. "The first time is rather nerve-wracking. But you'll do alright," she added with a wink, rubbing Tevita's shoulder in an attempt to ease the greenrider's nerves. "Just trust Undineth, and all will be well."