[74.09.20] Coming Home to You {Ghotie[K'tar]}

[Simile]

She hoped he had gotten her note... She had had Amp deliver it yesterday. She hoped the flitter had put it somewhere where he would see it... The flitter knew what he was doing. Not that that always guaranteed he did it. If he didn't want to do something, ti was sometimes difficult to make him do it... not to mention that if he didn't feel like he was going to get a treat out of it.

Mine... Are we going to help this boy? Or do you love this boy? Why does he not show you love too? What is love? Is it like my feelings for you? It is hope? you hope he loves you? I hope he loves you. I hope he loves me. You hope his dragon loves me. Maybe he will...

Chantrea sighed and reached over to stroke the recently cleaned hide of her little Moonlight darling. "It's alright Valhauth. Even if he doesn't love me... I know he cares about me. He'll come when he finds the note. I told him to meet us here... this is the same place he first found out about my family. Right here at the edge of the Weyrbowl. I hope he remembers this spot... But it should be hard to find us here. And yes, I do hope that Viarth likes you."

Valhauth gave a soft croon and slight twitch of her tail as she waited for them to come, watching the world around her. Her thoughts were full and nearly boiling over about what she thought the world should be and how she htought it should be. It wasn't easy for the dragonet to stay quiet about such things... there was so much that needed fixing in the world and needed to have hope... She wanted to say something about it, but chantrea was doing her best to keep her quiet. But she only meant good and right and Chantrea loved her for it.

[Ghost of Fire (Fëanáro)]

K’tar looked up into the vast blueness of the sky, then, grinning, glanced over at Viarth. It was hard to believe that the weyrling, now about 28 feet from point of shoulder to base of tail had been only a hatchling thirteen months ago. They could fly together now; in fact, that was how they had gotten out to the lake that they were resting beside. It definitely made exploring that much easier, although the instructors had said to watch out for strained wing muscles, because they were doing a lot of straight flight, as compared to going between.

Viarth flicked his tail. It was good to finally be able to explore. It was a shame flight had taken so long to get to, but he and his were making up for lost time. They probably should have been studying for their upcoming tests, but, it was far more fun to go exploring. A flicker of motion caught the young Purple’s eye, and he focused in on it.

Mine, Amp of Chantrea-friend comes, Viarth stated, watching as the familiar firelizard backwinged to land in front of K’tar, delivered a message, and left once more. Altahyr, who was laying down next to K’tar, simply raised his canine head and then lowered it once more. Flight unnerved the canine still, so he liked to rest upon landing.

K’tar watched the firelizard depart, then, unable to resist, opened the note. It was fairly simple, a request that he meet Chantrea at the place where she’d told him about her family, at about noon on the 20th of the 9th month.

“Wait, that’s today!” K’tar sputtered out, staring at the note in his hand. He threw a glance up at the sky. It was probably just about noon, Chantrea was surely there, but, what with the time to take off and land…

“Come on Viarth! Altahyr, follow!” K’tar tore off down the path, racing back towards the WeyrBowl. He arrived, a little out of breath, to the sight of Chantrea standing there at the very edge, quite like she’d stood that very first time, except that now she had her Moonlight dragon with her.

“Hey Chantrea,” K’tar said, slowing to a walk and quickly closing the distance. “What’s happening?”

Viarth came to a stop behind his rider, but Altahyr bounded over to Chantrea and the young dragonet behind her.

Hello Moonlight-Valhauth, Viarth said, lowering his head to touch noses with the much smaller dragonet.

[Simile]

Hello, Viarth. I am glad to meet you. The little moonlight said as the much large purple approached, stretching her neck up so that she could touch her nose to his, wanting very much for him to like her too. She was going to help him some day, she was already sure of that. How exactly that would be, she wasn't sure. She resettle her little wings, wishing she could fly too... because she knew he was big enough to fly.

Chantrea turned as she heard K'tar's voice, and unthinkingly she turned towards him and immediately wrapped her arms around him for a brief moment. "I just wanted to see you, K'tar. Not a crime I hope?" She said, brushing a smudge from his cheek as se looked at him, her eyes shining with affection as she looked at the purple rider. Valhauth gave a little croon. Hers was very excited... which she was sure showed.

The the moonlight was distracted, turning towards the canine and sniffing at him.

What is this one again...? A... what did you call it, mine... a canine?

Chantrea gave a small laugh and reached out, patting Valhauth gently. "Yes, a canine." She knelt down and beckoned Alathyr to her so he could et some pettingand attention from her, although she felt she needed to give Viarth some attention as well, though Valhauth was giving the big purple quite a bit already. She seemed to find him quite interesting. Especially the fact that he was already so big - what with how hers seemed to think he had hatched so soon... just a little over a turn ago, wasn't it?

[Ghost of Fire (Fëanáro)]

In a sort of reflexive response, Viarth shifted his wings slightly when Valhauth did. She was so much smaller than him, but then, he’d been small once too, and she certainly seemed friendly. Besides, those odd feelings in his rider’s head where back, and they, while odd, still felt somehow good, and well, His was certain that Chantrea-friend was to be protected, and Valhauth-friend as well. It made since for Valhauth friend, she was still young and small, but Viarth wasn’t sure about the exact nature of these feelings, they were strange, different from the way His felt about other friends.

K’tar froze for a second, then returned the hug. “Never would that be a crime,” he answered, letting go and stepping back slightly, although from the gleam in his eyes, he wished to do anything but. Indeed, he had to fight really hard not to step forward and hug her again. It really wasn’t fair that she’d Impressed when he had at most another six months of training before he graduated, now they’d have to wait until her little dragonet graduated before they could be anything except friends. He would have howled frustration to the stars themselves, except that he was glad for her, that she had Impressed. Frankly, he thought that she should have gotten a Queen, but then Viarth could never have won the flights, so, it would work, he just had to be patient.

The tip of Viarth’s tail twitched slightly when K’tar hugged Chantrea-friend. We may well see a lot of each other, Viarth commented to Valhauth, while Altahyr licked the Moonlight dragonet’s nose before going off to rub his head against Chantrea. Our riders are good friends. What do you like doing?

“Everything’s going all right? Nothing bothering you?” K’tar asked. He was fishing for information, but it couldn’t be helped; if something was happening, he’d rather know now than later.