[prp] Promises on the Wind [K'gan/Zae]

[Sweet Symmetry]

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Zaexillia [WW] - 16 - she/her/hers - Candidate/Apprentice Healer

The promise of a ride was an exciting one, even if K'gan had been as petulant as a weyrbrat when she had tended to his cut. At least Singarth seemed a reliable, trusty sort.

Dragons. Dragons had filled her dreams since she was a child. They had occupied her life from the day she was born- her mother, her grandfather… Maybe this clutch would be different?

She waited in the weyrbowl, arms folded over her chest. She had flight goggles, a jacket, and a scarf that was once her mother's. F'gon was a practical parent- he wouldn't let her fly with him and Farvath unless she had the bare minimum of protective gear.

Sinders Path

Sorry this is so late! Hope this works for you!

 

[Sinders Path]

Sweet Symmetry

That's just fine! I'm really happy you decided to carry on with this rp.

Singarth was the first to arrive on the ground with the young healer. The blue's dark shape swirling down lazily from the heights of the weyr. His shape and size fairly average for a blue. well composed and well muscled. He alighted on the ground beside the women with a gentle bow of his head.

While his hide was dark as an inky sky his manner was bright for a dragon and his eyes swirled warm greens and calming blues. He gently lowered his head in greeting. A nose nudged towards her encouraging the healer to pat him.

However before she could reach out to accept the invitation an object hurled itself at the dragons head with a feral yell. Knocking the blue's nobbled skull sideways. The dragon just rumbled and threw it;s head upwards sharply. Of course the object clinging on for dear life was K'gan. He only lost his grip at the apex of the toss where the jerk of his partners neck sent him flying.

Luckily Singarth was clearly used to such shenanigans. He snatched K'gan out of the air by his leg, letting him fall dangling upside down from his mouth. The snatch had looked furious but as things calmed it became apparent the dragon held his rider with no more force than a mother feline and it's kitten. "Ah you win again!" K'gan complained. "That's 478 to 1 now." The Blue rumbled in what was a close approximation of a chuckle. "Oh Hi Zae!" K'gan waved at the girl still hanging like limp laundry. "Ready for your ride?"