[PRP] Danger Lad (Yu'star/T'rin/Nevidenth/Ingonth)

[Smerdle]

T'rin was always wary of chores with Yu'star. Things tended to go awry when the boy was around, and while minor mishaps were rather amusing when they happened to other people, the weyrling and his haughty blue wanted to avoid the direct results of such fumbles, if at all possible. Unfortunately, the pair also yearned to grow their network of acquaintances, as it was, and that meant talking to nearly everyone, no matter how clumsy.

It was nearing the end of their time tending the feeding pens, and Ingonth had settled in among the herdbeasts, as was usual when they were out here. Several of them were nuzzled against his sides, but a couple of the younger animals were eyeing the blue warily, clearly confused by his lack of ravenous aggression. A short distance away, T'rin was approaching Yu'star with confidence. His nicer pants were back in the barracks, so there was almost nothing on his person that the other rider could ruin.

"Need any help?" He turned on a cheerful smile that could rival the sun.

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[houllow]

Yura was wondering just how and why he'd managed to step into a bucket. He was fairly certain he'd left the bucket hanging properly on the fence, but a glance over showed that he was half-wrong, half-right. There was a bucket handle on the fence post, the object it was meant to be holding now squarely jammed on the weyrling's foot. T'rin's arrival was both a blessing and a curse because now he had to find a way to explain what was going on.

".. . . . . yes, please." It seemed as though he'd settled on the more honest route, with lifting his leg up to show the offending bucket. It was stuck on quite nicely and there was no way he'd be able to get it off on his own, not without breaking it anyway. A broken beyond repair bucket would cost a lot more than just replacing a handle, and getting it off in one piece would prevent a lot of explaining too.

While Yura was hoping he wouldn't have to fully explain what went down, his dragon was slowly making his way over towards the beautiful blue. Nevidenth was always more than delighted to spend time with his cousin (outside of lessons) and thus he moved over with confidence and delight. Sort of the opposite of his rider, really. You're one really large herdbeast. I bet you could feed an entire Weyr for several sevendays. The bronze was careful in his steps so as not to crush some of the beasts who looked at him like he was going to eat them.

Which he would. Later.

Smerdle

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