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Post by Lark on Dec 21, 2011 0:54:23 GMT -5
Dalia scooted down in her seat more as she looked at the eggs. The candidate had no clue how long she had been here already, just that she had been here for a while. Tilting her head a d biting her oil the girl tried to imagine what the dragonets wouod be like once hatched. There had been a rumor that one had been almost stolen. Dalia believed it too. Loraketh was being way more protective, and Ar'rex had not been seen for two whole days.
Moving a stray piece of hair from her face, Dalia sighed. Maybe she would impress a green or a blue? That would be nice. Though she also would love to go for something higher. After all if she was doing this why not do this big right? Propping the sketchbook on her lap, the weyrbrat turned candidate scratched a basic shale of the dragoness curled around her clutch. It was the...best picture in the whole world.
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Post by Lilyanna on Dec 21, 2011 2:45:22 GMT -5
Lilyanna didnt much about candidates ,only what her mother had told her, but she was willing to do anything to make a friend. Her mother had gotten a weyr and wasn't able to spend a lot of time wity her, so when she saw a girl around her age she couldn't help but want to talk to her. Lilyanna noticed that she was sitting by herself and kind of wanted to know why but didnt want to seem noise.
So eager to make a new friend Lilyanna sat accrossed from the other girl. Lilyanna saw that the girl was looking at ,what Lilyanna thought was a sketchbook, in her lap and she wondered if the girl had even notice if her was there. "Uuuum hello, i'm Lilyanna", she said to the girl hoping she wouldn't sceare her off.
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Post by Lark on Dec 22, 2011 0:51:46 GMT -5
The candidate looked up as she heard a voice, smiling as her eyes fell upon another weyrbrat. Children she could handle, adults though she couldn't. Smiling at the girl who had named herself Lilyana, Dalia nodded and patted the seat beside her. "Feel free." She didn't scoot over though, and continued to keep her feet stretched out and propped up onto the benches in frog of her. Turning her gaze to the ledges where the dragons waited high above Theirs and the clutch, she started scribbling it on the paper.
"Names Dalia...I know all the weyrbrats in Trelis and the Wherhold. Why don't I know you?" She tilted her head slightly, blowing some wayward bangs from her face as she did so. It was true. Dalia was in charge of a lot of the weyrbats around here, and she had always felt like some of their leader...yet how could she have missed this one? Snaking the feeling off, Dalia snorted and went back to her sketching. She really wasn't too good, but she had perfectly fine hearing.
Looking up at the entrance to the sands that the riders used, she noticed a rider or perhaps weyrling all the way up there. He or she was looking at the eggs too, talking to another rider next to them. Again the figures were just far enough away to properly see the knots. Shaking her head, Dalia ignored the two riders saying how they doubted any of this clutch would be normal or would survive to impress.
So what if it had been sired by a brown out of deceit?!? Surely the babies were no less good!
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Post by Lilyanna on Dec 23, 2011 22:47:46 GMT -5
Lilyanna sat getting comfertable when she heard the girl sitting next to her say, "names Dalia... I know all the weyrbrats in Trelis and the wherhold. Why dont I know you?" She looked at the girl who said her name is Dalia, " um I moved with my mother to the Wherhold not to long ago and she doesn't like me wondering around by myself." Lilyanna was glad that Dalia was talking to her and wasn't ignoring her like most people seemed to do. Then she noticed that Dalia was looking at the entrance to the sand and that there was two people up there talking. Lilyanna didn't really know what was going on so she just put it in the back of her mind and asked Dalia "so what are you doing here?"
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