Seeking Out Help (Doom/Terayne)

[Doom]

(74. 01.08)

For the few days that he'd had him, Cyrus that was, K'rill honestly, couldn't figure him out. Not in the slightest. The little Firelizzard wanted food. Or wanted to play. Or wanted to creel, all things he was allowed to do without too much restraint. K'rill did restrain his intake of food though. No sense in fattening him up just yet. k'rill figured that, if he ate too much, the little guy just might pop..literally.

So, it was that he came to the inner Weyr, specifically seeking out someone who could help him control his flitt a little more. Of course, Junith's thoughts did not go unsaid, on the matter, "This little one is alot like me. Perhaps I was wrong, K'rill love, I...I am sorry for that. He seems very confident, like us. You have..made a wise choice in Impressing him, I think. K'rill said nothing at the time, and continued to merely nod. It took alot for Junith to admit she was wrong..about anything. She seemed happy to have the smaller dragon around. Anything that made her happy was a good thing.

Rumor had held that there was a blind Flitt Trainer somewhere here, and K'rill was determined to find him or her. Cyrus, or Cy as K'rill called him for short and ease sometimes, was creeling happily and squeaking on top of his shoulder. He'd recently fed the little guy. Following along behind him, and sometimes beside him was Junith.

She questioned,"MINE? Has your confidence in your ability to train our little Cyrus wavered such that you seek out this..trainer? Why are we here? Why are we frolicking by the sea? or studying something? K'rill thought back sharply, That's quite enough my love. My confidence has taken no blow. I am simply trying to squire the basic skills on which I can advance when it best suits me. Why have a flitt if I cannot care for it?

Junith replied,"oh. I see. Well, I suppose that makes sense. I shall play lookout then. Call me, my love, if you should need me." and with that, she turned out and laid down, right there in the middle of the room into which they'd entered and gave everyone present a contemptuous look.

K'rill ventured into the dining room and looked around for this flitt trainee some more. Spying her, he remarked,"Hello there! you may recall me from the Hatching of the Flitts not too many days ago? K'rill, rider of Black Junith? I certainly hope so. I come to you with a simple request. Teach me how to properly care for my Midnight, whom I have called Cyrus or Cy, for short. In return...in return, I will give you something..I'm not sure whet it is yet, but you will be compensated for your services." Yes, because to K'rill, money and rewards talked. They said alot, if one was willing to just listen...

[Terayne]

She knew the moment he entered the room, even though her back was, at the time, turned towards him. Her knowledge came from Theia, who had glanced around, sensing a Dragonmind, always an interesting thing to her, and shown her Own what she saw. That had Laria turning slightly, more to the right than straight, allowing her to see what Theia was seeing for herself. Ah, the arrogant BlackWeyrling, she thought, watching him as he came towards her, of all people. Her good eye narrowed only faintly, and she double checked the locations of her three fire-lizards. Theia on her left shoulder, Gus behind her on the table, where she'd been feeding him, and working on training him as well, Tanzanite dancing about in the air, a favorite habit. Satisfied she knew where each of her loves was, she gave the man her attention, head cocked faintly, in an almost bird-like fashion that allowed her to see him better.

"I remember you, BlackWeyrling," she said cooly, her manner as reserved as it always was with others. When he mentioned needing assistance with his flitt, she smiled, her wariness evaporating some, and inclined her head. "Well, it depends on what you wish him to be able to do, as well as how you wish him to behave." She shifted slightly, causing Theia to flutter her wings, drawing attention to herself as intended. "This little girl, for example, is my left eye. A very important thing for me. And my Tanzanite," she motioned upwards to the dancing Blue-Purple, "is a Message carrier, as well as a guard." She then turned her attention to the Gray on the table, who cheeped curiously as he was picked up and gently petted. "And this little one is still learning proper manners. That's the hardest part, in my opinion, is teaching them manners, especially when it comes to food."

[Doom]

K'rll nodded and smiled at her. Though her tone was cool, he couldn't understand why. For all he knew K'rill had done nothing. But, this was no time for snide comments. Those would only drive her off. A creel from Cyrus and shifting from one of his shoulder so the others signaled to K'rill that the little guy was peering at the three Fire Lizzards, making his own judgments it seemed.

K'rill spoke to her,"I would like him to be a bit more...conservative when to his eating habits..or t least more well behaved. He tends to try and grab and scarf too much, for my liking. I would also love it if he could fly, or at least learn to fly. A guard, as you4 Thanzanite is? Perhaps. But, I will return for that. Unless, as you say, you can train Cyrus here to be a flying guard?"

Cyrus gazed upon his Mine and sort of sneered at the girl, which made him chuckle a little. K'rill said,"I..I do appreciate this. I just would hope that in this training regiment you propose, he will not lose his confidence in himself. Please do not mistake it for arrogance. We are only confident in our abilities to do what is asked of us, perhaps more so than any other pair in the Clutch."

He let the little guy remain on his shoulder and he sat down, asking," What would it be best for you? Should I be present during these sessions? or will you take him, train him, and then return him to me?"

[Terayne]

She listened to him quietly, considering his words, and his questions, and smiling gently, far more so than she usually did. When it came to fire-lizards, her manner always warmed up, as the BlackWeyrling would likely discover during these sessions, she was sure.

"You being present would be best, as you'll need to know exactly what he's being trained to do, how it's being done. After all, YOU'LL be doing the actual Training, not me." She winked at him playfully, an interesting gesture as it ended with both her eyes being close as opposed to just the one as with a normal wink. She then gestured to the little male with one hand, and Theia crawled down her arm, chirring at him charmingly, her multi-hued wings holding her steady. She settled to Laria's hand, resting on the table now, perched lightly on it and continuing to watch the Midnight.

"A question. Did you see what I was doing with Gus the day they Hatched?" she asked curiously.

[Doom]

K'rill gazed at her and noted her warmth, which drove away any feelings of smugness he might have had..for now anyway. he listened to her tone and mentioned that he himself would be doing the training. Fine. All the better. If he was going to be best at something, he should learn from the best up and coming Dragon rider, with the prettiest female in the Clutch. K'rill merely nodded his ascent to these things and then she asked a separate question, after her girl crawled down her arm and chirried charmingly at Cyrus.

The Midnight, for his part, fluffed up his wings, and chirred right back at her and pranced, almost, down k'rll's arm, ending in a posed stance in his own hand. close to the table and not too far Theia. He appeared to be trying to impress her. not in the "making a MINE" sense, but in the sense that he thought she was cute and wanted her to like him.

K'rill honestly answered her question,"I did not. I did not believe that it was that important, at the time. Junith wished to sunbathe on a rock and I had to watch her. Make sure that she as not going to attempt anything foolish. I am curious, though, what were you doing with Gus that day? and why so early? Why not let them get used to being around you for a while first?"

[Terayne]

The Aurora arched her neck slightly in a teasing gesture, and Laria hid her smile. As young as the Midnight was, her girl should know better, but even Laria had to admit he was a handsome youngling. He'd have a few admirers when he was full grown most likely. A faint shift in one of her fingers, resting under Theia's claw, brought the Aurora's attention back to her, long neck angling around so she could see her, and Laria quirked a brow slightly, causing the little female to croon adoringly. A smile on her lips, the Trainer then looked to K'rill once more.

"Because he needed to know from the start that he couldn't go barging after food everytime he wanted it. He needed to be patient and wait, or else he could end up hurting me, or himself, or even one of the other two. I do know the Bond is fragile and can be broken at first, but manners must be instilled early, or the Flitt is in danger of growing up rude, conceited and liable to cause havoc by doing things they shouldn't."

[Doom]

K'rill nodded and siled at the little Aurora. She was definitely a cute one. But, clearly, this wasn't the time for her to be "flirting" with strange flitts. K'rill almost puttied his flitt. he had a potential girlfriend denied...all because of training..sigh...

Cyrus also appeared slightly dismayed, but he too, received a light flick from finger under his nose and he turned hi head to look at his love and crooned happily as well. He was clearly content with the situation at present.

K'rill nodded and said,"Let's then begin shall we? what is your name? You never introduced yourself to me, not even at the hatching. I have freely given you mine, yet you persist to call me Blackweyrling. I have a name and I'd appreciate your use of it." his voice got a little on the cold and edgy side of things as he spoke those last words. He non-use of his name irked him, alittle. Did it show? he hoped not too much.

[Terayne]

She listened to him clamly, and at his very faint display of temper, one fiery red brow rose slightly, though she didn't allow her amusement to show. It wouldn't do to agitate her new student, after all, or else his flitter might end up worse off than if he was completely untrained, or just not trained correctly. "I am Laria, of Theia, Tanzanite and Gus," she said simply, inclining her head just enough that her glorious crown of red-gold hair ended up sliding over her shoulder, being bound only in a simple ponytail. The contrast with her chocolate-hued skin was a sharp one, and hard to miss.

[Doom]

K'rill nodded at her and said,"Pleasure to meet you I am K'rill, rider of the Black Junith, but you knew that already. Laria, that's very pretty. So, then we have struck a deal? We will train up Cyrus, you showing me and possibly he and your Gray, Gus, might become friends. How does that sounds to you?"

It was a hope anyway. Cyrus, however, began to LOUDLY demand that he be fed and k'rill merely smiled. He pointed at Theia and said,"You like her? hmm? You wanna be like her? then watch.. Watch how she eats." This drew an angry creel and cyrus seemed as though he was going lunge for k'rill collar, but he restrained himself.

K'ril gesture for Laria to begin to feed Theia, who had captured his Midnight's attention. He gazed upon her and marched down K'rill's arm to rest in his hand once more, casting unhappy looks at K'rill, but masking them with flirtatious ones at her.

Kr'll merely smile at Laria, pittying her a little for the loss of one of her eyes. The girl clearly compensated by training of the Firelizzards and thus, he sought her out, for just this purpose.

[Terayne]

She chuckled softly, the melodious sound hidden under the flitling's cries for food, and she looked to Theia, thrilling lightly in her own version of the Fire-Lizard's noise. The Aurora chirped and shifted slightly, so she was facing her Mine, but her actions still clearly visible to the younglings. Tanzanite had come down to settle to his Mine's shoulder, and was watching, his head cocked slightly in an inquisitive manner.

Reaching for the food, Laria's hand abruptly stopped when she saw Gus wriggling with excitement, and she just looked at the Grey, waiting until he stilled before completing the gesture, ending with three strips of meat in her hand, one slightly smaller than the other two. That one she held back, raising one of the larger pieces to the male on her shoulder, who, though his tail twitched slightly, did not move until it was less than an inch from his nose, at which point a light shirping noise from Laria told him he could have it. He gently took it from her, not snapping and nipping as some flits would, and sat up, holding it between his forepaws to eat.

She repeated the maneuver with Theia, who also patiently waited until the light chirping noise was made to take it, sitting pretty and eating it delicately. The Aurora than looked to Cyrus, chirring, almost seeming to be saying "See? I get rewarded for doing as she wants me to."

Laria then looked to Gus, who was wiggling again. The little Grey might have the world-weary face and wisdom of an older flitter, but his stomach was still young, and he was still hungry. The feeding and training had only just began, after all, when K'rill sought his Laria out. He jumped at it, only to have it pulled away and a tap given to his nose, causing him to creel and hunker down on the table. "No," Laria said simply, and his tail twitched, but he didn't lunge again. She waited a moment, then lowered it to his level again, and this time he slid his head forwards cautiously, watching her for any sign of disapproval. None was given, and he was allowed to take the food, sliding it gingerly from between her fingers and scooting back some to eat it, with all the finesse of a two year old with cereal. She sighed and shook her head, but she was smiling.

"Patience is key, with training," she explained. "You'll have to do the same things over and over again until it sticks. Remember, except for their rumored 'communal memory' of big drastic events, fire-lizards, like dragons, really only focus on the here and now."

[Doom]

Cyrus watched, with quite a bit of interest, as Theia ate her food and then chirred at him. He looked curiously as the Gray ate his, but was bopped lightly on the nose, making him creel angrily. Cyrus, however, chose to act, again for Theia's affections. Apparently, she'd charmed him enough such that, he tried his best, despite his tail switching back and forth furiously, he waited until the meat strip was about an inch from his nose, until he gabbed it and used his foerpaws to eat it. He then looked at her and chirred as if to ask,"like this cutie pie?" Cyrus then turned to the Gray and gave him a sympathetic look, walking over and stopping beside him, while K'rill watched curiously. Cyrus reached a paw gently and almost seemed to pat the Gray's wing lightly.

K'rill smiled,"saww come back to me my little Cy, I'm not sure Gus wants you bugging him." and he make a light clicking sound with his tongue, which drew the Midnight's face and he leaped and attempted to fly back towards his Mine. He didn't get enough of a leap and began to fall much sooner than he anticipated, but K'rill caught him easily with his cupped hands.

He looked to Laria and had alot of respect for what she did, even with only one eye. K'rill thought about asking how she'd lost it, but figured that would be rude. He sighed and rubbed his flitt softly, who crooned adoringly up at his Mine.

Cyrus looked confidently across at Theia and fluffed his wings, confident that he had this whole" wait for food then eat food" thing down already. He sent his Mine an image of them together, which made k'rill burst out laughing, causing Cy to lift from the shaking from of his Mine and looked at him, confused. K'rill, once he'd calmed down, said,"oh Laria...he is too cute! I just got an image of him and your Theia together! I think he likes her." Cyrus landed once more on his Mine's shoulder and began to demand food again.

[Terayne]

Theia arched her neck slightly and then looked to her Mine again, and Gus chirred softly as he was patted, shifting slightly. He'd do better the next time, he knew, his tail twitching slightly. The Grey continued to nibble on his food as he watched the Midnight flirt with his 'older sister' snorting softly, obviously not impressed with his Clutchmate's actions.

Theia was amused by the young male's actions, and she chirred lightly with that amusement. As K'rill told Laria what Cyrus had shown him, and the girl chuckled softly, the Aurora fluttered her wings, with enough force to end up hovering a foot above the table. Laria smiled and flicked her tail, and the Aurora squeaked and turned, diving playfully at her Mine and tweaking her vibrant hair, causing Laria to emit one of her rare, melodious laughs. "She's easy to like," the girl allowed, cocking her head slightly. "She's so sweet. She tends to charm males without really trying."

[Doom]

Cyrus was certainly charmed. He was given another piece of meat, which he ate. He kept his eyes on Theia and watched her flutter her wings and fly pretty high above the table. Cyrus sent his mine images of himself flying too. He gave a confident chirr and kept from his Mine's shoulder, fluttering his wings. He tried to stay up and afloat as long as could, his eyes locked on the Aurora. But soon his wings got tired and he floated to the surface of the table.

K'rill could only nod at first. He smiled at Laria and said,"Yes. She's quite likable. He's trying to impress her it seems. Or , be like her. I'm honestly sure which. I suspect that he wishes to have the same training as she, but with flight. If we could work on those things, I'm sure he would be quite happy."

Cyrus upon landing gave a curious chirr as if to ask"how was that?" and looked at his Mine, the Theia, the Gus. He padded once more towards the Gray and gave him a "why don't you try it?" look, and fluttered his wings excitedly.

Kri'll thought of eight things and tried his best send this image to Cy, but the Midnight either didn't understand or ignored it, as he kept his eyes on the Auora, flicking them occasionally back to the Gray.

[Terayne]

The Aurora chirped at him, watching as he hovered above the table, then chirred encouragingly, obviously telling him to keep working at it and practicing. They had wings, they were meant to fly, and so he would, with time and practice. Gus chirped at his clutchsibling and reinforced that, sitting up on his haunches and spreading his wings, then looking to Their's, who encouraged him with a wave of her hand. Shifting slightly, he began slowly working them, stretching them out, then pulling them back in, only to open them wide again. "With time, he can learn to fly. It's in their ichor, they do it naturally. But careful work outs keep them from hurting themselves."

Tanzanite joined his 'brother' on the table and nudged one of his wings slightly, encouraging it open a little further. Gus squeaked softly, but did as urged, opening it ALL the way, rather than most of it as it had been before. He then closed them again, and repeated the pattern, continuing to get nudged by the Blue-Purple. Theia soared over to Cyrus, chirping and motioning with her head to Gus, seeming to be urging the Midnight to do as the Gray did and exercise his wing muscles.

[Doom]

Cyrus, being encouraged by Theia, his crush, emulated Gus, as his Mine watched and gave encouraging nods. His closed his wings then flapped them open a little, closed them again, flapped them open alittle more. He did this to the point where, he had them open ALL the way and held them that way for a while. he slowly closed them and chirred happily.

K'rill smiled at Laria and said,"Yes, indeed. I don't need him for sight, but a flying flitt is perhaps better than one merely perches and demands food eh?" He chuckled a bit at this.

The Midnight continued to stretch his wings and gave the Gray a confident look as if to say,"I got this". he seemed almost cocky in his demeanor. He sent images of himself flying to Theia, the Blue-Purple, and to Gus. he then added Theia in his images of Flight, though these were only sent to her. Cyrus continued to stretch his wings out. He tried once more to just lift himself up off the table, and hover.

K'rill looked across at Laria an asked her,"were you ever a Candidate, or you did you ever Stand...for a Hatchling of dragons?" his tone was curious and he had alot of respect for her. He made this obvious by looking her straight in the face when he spoke to her.