Seeking Out Help (Doom/Terayne)

[Terayne]

Theia chirred happily as he did as she urged, and hovered a moment before settling to the table and nudging his wing open further, as Tanzanite was doing with Gus. The Grey was at the point where he was about ready to actually start moving his wings, Laria thought, then looked to K'rill as he spoke, cocking her head slightly. She then shook it, a sad look entering her eye. "No. I was wounded before the dragons ever came," she murmured softly, and her fire-lizards, sensing her intense sadness, instantly stopped what they were doing and converged on her, Gus pressing to her chest and reaching up to nuzzle her chin, and the two adults settling to her shoulders and pressing small heads to her cheeks.

"I wanted so desperately to be a rider. It was my biggest dream. But then I was wounded. I didn't know at the time it would keep me from it, mind you, but when the dragons came on Search, I was told by a Green that I was unfit due to being half-blind. She was very kind about it, not arrogant or overbearing. She seemed truly sad for me, because I know she could sense how much I longed for it." The girl sighed softly and pressed her cheeks to each adult flitt in turn, then gently kissed Gus' nose. "I went with them to the Weyr anyways, and started assisting in the training of others' fire-lizards there. Then I came here." She smiled faintly and looked to Cyrus.

"I intend to continue training my fire-lizards, and helping others like you train theirs. I don't want to be viewed as useless just because I happen to lack an eye. Theia is my left eye."

[Doom]

K'rill had alot of respect for her, even the. But hearing her story only drove the point home further. Cyrus flew back to his shoulder and was stroked softly as he moved his eyes to the other three flitts on the girl's shoulder. His eyes shifted from Theia to Thanzenite to Gus and back theia again. he seemed...sad as well. Sad and disappointed that the training had needed suddenly. But he seemed to accept it. He creeled sadly and was twitched his tail, perhaps in recognition of the changed mood.

K'rill remained silent as tears formed in his won eyes. It was a sad story and he respected the sheer struggle she had to go through. Just to make a life for herself here. He wiped the tears out of his eye and lent his own cheek to Cyrus, who nuzzled it.

Cyrus then, apparently wanting to comfort the sad female food provider and Theai's owner, flew over to where Laria sat and landed in her palm, trilling sadly and looking up at her and her three flitters, each of which was perched somewhere. He did not fly up to her, but remianed in her palm, wanting to comfort her, as he obviously sensed that she was sad. He tried to send her images of happy things. he sent images of food, of happy flying flitts, of smiling flitts of suns and grassy fields and meadows. Anything he could think of to cheer her up.

[Terayne]

Theia trilled softly as Cyrus came over, and her Mine took note of K'rill's reaction to her story. Instead of angering her, as it normally would have, she was grateful that this young rider viewed it as he did. It made him easier to deal with.

Laria smiled softly at Cyrus and gently stroked the little Midnight's head. "Thank you, little one," she said gently, and Theia and her 'brothers' crooned to the Midnight as well.