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The Northern Contenent

Writers: AmajoS, Heather
Date Posted: 3rd December 2018

Characters: Benna, R'axe
Description: Benna and R'axe meet and discuss possible plans.
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 7, day 23 of Turn 9
Notes: Mentioned: J'kri


Henerath landed lightly beside Jayth on the edge of the feeding
grounds and Benna slid off her green. She couldn't remember the blue's
rider's name, even after eight months she was still learning people's
names, but her green had supplied the dragon's. She gave the bluerider
a friendly smile as she patted her green's side, letting her know she
could go eat.

Ríaxe had been standing alone at the feeding pens, brooding over the
way his life had changed over the past Turn. The absence of Jíkri from
his life was harder than he had imagined it would be.

He saw the woman approach from the corner of his eye and turned his
head just in time to catch her smile. She was a lovely one, Ríaxe
decided quite quickly, thoughts of Jíkri flying from his brain.

The bluerider prided himself on knowing most people in the Weyr, and
while he hadnít had the opportunity to talk to the greenrider he did
know her name from word of mouth. ďBenna, isnít it?Ē He asked, walking
over so that they didnít have to yell.

"Yes, that's me," she watched Henerath launch herself toward a milling
knot of herdbeasts for a moment before turning her full attention to
the bluerider. "You're one up on me too, I'm afraid I don't recall
your name."

"R'axe," he said, holding his hand out for her to shake. "I'm in Cyan
Wing, which explains why we haven't seen much of one another yet."

She took his hand and gave it a firm shake. "Nice to meet you, R'axe
of Cyan Wing, rider of blue Jayth," her tone was teasingly formal.

"The pleasure is all mine," he smoothly bent his lips and brushed them
over the knuckles of her hand before releasing it. "Are you enjoying
Dragonsfall? I know the weather can sometimes be something to get used
to."

Benna couldn't help her grin widening with the gesture, this one was a
flirt indeed. "Well, you're not wrong about the winter. I can't say I
care for it much, but Dragonsfall itself has been very welcoming."

"Did you grow up at River Bluff?" he asked.

"No, no. I was Searched when I was fifteen. My family has a cothold in
Garnet Valley, that's where I grew up. I used to think it got cold
there in the winter. I know better now, of course," she gave a laugh.

"I grew up at Fort Weyr so the cold has been something I've had to get
used to over the past couple of Turns." R'axe shoved his hands into
his pockets as he watched Jayth pluck a herdbeast from the group. "At
least we're lucky here at Dragonsfall to have the Winter Lake in the
cavern that's warm."

"Isn't that the truth! I can't imagine having to scrub a dragon
outside in these temperatures." She shivered at the very idea.

}:I wouldn't make you scrub me if it was that cold.:{ Henerath
protested as she bit into the soft underbelly of the beast she had
taken.

**Of course I'd scrub you even if it were cold, silly thing. I'd just
go bury myself in the hatching sands afterward**

Benna grinned at her dragon's amused response before returning her
attention to R'axe and saying, "I've never been to Fort Weyr. Do you
miss it?"

"Not really," R'axe said honestly, "the people here at Dragonsfall are
much more fun. Fort was a little too uptight for my liking."

"I suppose they would be, oldest Weyr on Pern and all. One must
maintain a certain level of decorum in keeping with one's stature,"
Benna adopted a fake sophisticated tone at the end, before grinning.
"Still, I hope I get the chance to visit sometime. I haven't been
anywhere up North yet."

"The North has the best Gathers in the Igen territory," R'axe told
her. "The next time I hear of one going on you'll have to come with
me."

"I'll hold you to that," she grinned at the bluerider. She hoped she
would get a chance. Usually, when she had time to herself she visited
her family, especially since the earthquake. There hadn't been any
damage at their cothold, but still. A lot of places -had- been damaged
and she couldn't help but imagine her parents and brothers in that
situation. But, a Gather on the Northern Continent... that sounded too
fun to pass up.

R'axe watched as Jayth, finished with his hunting, retreated to a
rocky perch to lick his haunches and talons clean of blood. "Well, it
looks as if he's all done. Listen, if you'd like to catch dinner this
evening, I'll be in the Dining Cavern at the seventh candlemark.You
can tell me some more about yourself."

Her own dragon was still eating daintily at the first beast she'd
snagged when Benna checked so she turned back toward R'axe and nodded,
"Sure, I'll see you then, save me a seat. You can tell me stories
too." She wasn't sure stories of the shenanigans she'd gotten up to
with her brothers before she was Searched, or the rather typical
antics of a weyrling would be all that interesting to anyone, but
she'd be happy to trade stories. She really wanted to hear more about
what it was like on the Northern Continent and if the price was boring
tales of her childhood on her father's cothold, it was a small one to
pay.

The bluerider shot back his most rakishly handsome smile. "I'll save
you a seat then," he said, turning and trudging toward the entry way
that led back into the Weyr.

Last updated on the December 5th 2018


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