Post by Kouga on Sept 11, 2006 15:02:17 GMT -5
{{You have to save Novusth’s from the Hatchling.}}
G’ceon blinked as his hand paused to blink watching Onusth. Ok so that had come out of now where. He didn’t get to debate though as he was shoved towards where the other boy was. It only took a few seconds to determine that the ‘Hatchling’ must be the little girl.
He took the few steeps between them scooping up the child “Now what are you doing here little one. Shouldn’t you be with your mommy.” he told her as he backed away a couple of steeps from the other boy glancing at him. Onusth had been right he looked rather distraught.
Asena pouted as she was deposited once more on the sands by the bronze dragonet, but quickly took this new person’s shirt into her hand. She twined her left hand with G’ceon’s shirt as she looked around him. No he didn’t have one too, she wanted the Pretty Bronze back.
She tuned in his arms as much as she could till she could see the bronze again. She wriggled in the arms that held her trying to get loose, but soon realize that he wasn’t like her caretaker. Instead she just turned her gaze to him pouting at him.
“Don’t think so little one. I don’t know how you got here, but I’m not letting you down till I can find your mom.” G’ceon told the toddler before glancing once more at his fellow Candidate turned fellow Weyrling. “See if he’s ok.” he said low enough so that only the green at his side could hear him.
{{Is yours ok now Novusth? I made G'ceon save yours from the Hatchling.}} Onusth asked as she stuck her head around her rider’s legs to better watch her clutchmate.
Meanwhile from his perch on his pet’s shoulder Midnight was about to happy with the situation. There was now not one, but two females hanging on his Pet and he couldn’t do anything about either of them. One being the dragon and one being a Hatchling. The brown was hunched as low as he could on G’ceon’s shoulder looking very much like Asena in his pouting.
G’ceon blinked as his hand paused to blink watching Onusth. Ok so that had come out of now where. He didn’t get to debate though as he was shoved towards where the other boy was. It only took a few seconds to determine that the ‘Hatchling’ must be the little girl.
He took the few steeps between them scooping up the child “Now what are you doing here little one. Shouldn’t you be with your mommy.” he told her as he backed away a couple of steeps from the other boy glancing at him. Onusth had been right he looked rather distraught.
Asena pouted as she was deposited once more on the sands by the bronze dragonet, but quickly took this new person’s shirt into her hand. She twined her left hand with G’ceon’s shirt as she looked around him. No he didn’t have one too, she wanted the Pretty Bronze back.
She tuned in his arms as much as she could till she could see the bronze again. She wriggled in the arms that held her trying to get loose, but soon realize that he wasn’t like her caretaker. Instead she just turned her gaze to him pouting at him.
“Don’t think so little one. I don’t know how you got here, but I’m not letting you down till I can find your mom.” G’ceon told the toddler before glancing once more at his fellow Candidate turned fellow Weyrling. “See if he’s ok.” he said low enough so that only the green at his side could hear him.
{{Is yours ok now Novusth? I made G'ceon save yours from the Hatchling.}} Onusth asked as she stuck her head around her rider’s legs to better watch her clutchmate.
Meanwhile from his perch on his pet’s shoulder Midnight was about to happy with the situation. There was now not one, but two females hanging on his Pet and he couldn’t do anything about either of them. One being the dragon and one being a Hatchling. The brown was hunched as low as he could on G’ceon’s shoulder looking very much like Asena in his pouting.