Evening Meeting

Writers: Noola, Paula
Date Posted: 8th April 2010

Characters: N'thal, E'naer
Description: N'thal has his evening meeting with E'naer.
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 8, day 23 of Turn 5

N'thal was exhausted. Happy, but exhausted. It was all because of the
blue dragonet that had become his lifemate during yesterday's
Hatching. Oreanth was asleep at the moment, allowing N'thal - and
wasn't it going to take some getting used to, answering to that! - to
make this appointment unharassed. The little blue was very demanding.
Demanding of food, demanding of care, demanding of attention. None of
which the newly matched bluerider begrudged his lifemate. But it was
exhausting. He'd seen it before, of course. New weyrlings were always
a little ragged the first few sevendays after Impressing. He shouldn't
be surprised by it, and yet, somehow he was.

The weyrling's thoughts came to a halt when he reached his
destination, the Weyrlingmaster Third's office. He reached up and
knocked on the man's door.

"Get in, N'thal was it?" E'naer asked.

"Yes, sir." N'thal entered the office and offered the Third a smile.

"Take seat," E'naer gestured towards a chair. "So, how are you? How
does it feel to be a dragonrider?"

N'thal took the offered seat and grinned, "I want to say that it's
about how I expected it to be, but that would be a lie."

E'naer chuckled. "You were weyrbred, weren't you?" he checked.

"Holdbred," the weyrling corrected. "But I've been here for about
seven turns now." In fact this was going to be his last chance to
Impress. He was still finding it amazing that, after all this time,
he'd finally done it.

"That probably explains why I thought you were weyrbred," the
greenrider grinned, not even slightly offended by the fact he had been
mistaken.

"I rather feel like I was sometimes," N'thal agreed with a smile.

"How is Oreanth?" E'naer asked next.

"Bossy, narcissistic, and opinionated," the weyrling answered with a
fond grin. "I was given to believe blue dragons were an easy going
lot."

"They are all individuals. And his personality developes as he grows
up. All newborns are selfish and bossy," E'naer said with amusement in
his tone.

"I suppose that's true enough," N'thal conceeded. He had vague
memories of a younger brother that seemed to hold with that sort of
logic. "But, seriously, he's wonderful. Even if he stays bossy,
narcissistic and opinionated, he'd still be wonderful."

"Of course he is," E'naer agreed.

"It will be nice when he outgrows thinking he's actually going to
starve to death everytime he gets hungry, though."

"That should last only sevenday or two at most," E'naer assured him.

"That's a relief! I've tried explaining that he really won't, and he
seems to get it when he's full, but as soon as he's hungry again, he's
sure he's about to die."

"I'm sure it feels like it to him. The hatchiling emotions tend to be
extreme," E'naer said. "It's either full or empty, there's no middle
stages."

"That sounds like Oreanth, alright."

"As I said earlier, he'll outgrow it."

N'thal nodded then asked, "He'll outgrow sleeping all the time, too,
right?" He knew he would. He'd seen other weyrlings through the seven
turns he'd been in the Weyr and knew how things were supposed to go.
Obviously full grown dragons didn't spend the majority of their time
sleeping. But knowing, intellectually, that one's lifemate was going
to sleep almost all the time he wasn't eating while he was little and
seeing it first-hand, were two totally different things.

"Oh, yes, he does. Now he uses all his energy to growing," E'naer replied.

"You know, it might be just my imagination, because it's only been a
day, but I think he's actually grown a little already."

"If you could weight him, you would probably notice how much," E'naer smiled.

N'thal grinned at that idea. Sure, it was actually plausible now. But
imagine a few months from now!

"The hatchlings put on lot of weight in these first days," E'naer continued.

"As much as they eat, I don't doubt it." N'thal grinned. "Oreanth is
such a little thing, he can certainly use it too. Of course, I have a
feeling I'll be looking back on these days when he's small with a
fondness. When I'm scrubbing down a beast of twenty-seven to thirty
feet, I mean."

"Oh, yes," E'naer agreed with a sigh. And his green wasn't even very big one.

N'thal grinned in wry amusement, but still, even with all the hard
work ahead of him, he wouldn't change a thing.

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