<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=74695.msg3274315#msg3274315">Quote from: Jalyn on 11-07-2010, 04:16:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Late?"  How could she possibly be late? Was she in the bath that long?  She'd been late before, but not often.  Usually it was because Lyzanth insisted on being bathed when her rider was clean!  Or wouldn't wait for the others to go and feed.<br/>The goldrider shrugged, wrapped herself in a towel, grabbed up her things and ran back to her room to dress.  And sure enough the sun was up!  <br/>'Lyzanth?  You awake sweetheart?'<br/>'Now I am.  The Weyrling master was angry with you?'<br/>The gold had read her mind of course, which never ceased to amaze Neryma.  She was dressed now, her light skin still red from the hot water.  She quickly pulled her raven hair back and tied it with a strip of green leather, pulled her boots on and ran out to were the classes were being held.<br/>'Come quickly, my love.  I don't want to be anymore late than we already are.  And how did you miss the sun coming up?'<br/>'I guess I was more tired than I realized. And it was Zeranth who woke me, to find you.'<br/>"Oh, shards! No wonder he was angry!"  He was scared, she thought.  And a mating flight is starting!  I didn't know anyone was even awake yet!  I don't usually spend that much time in the bath!<br/>'We were both very tired after yesterday's training.  It is understandable for you to be sore.  And you always say how good water is for sore muscles.'<br/>'Your right, Lyzanth.  I will not worry about it.  Thanks, love.'<br/>The goldrider weryling arrived at the training at last!  She had given up on the dress and pulled a pair of red trousers with a yellow tunic and black belt out of her chest.  She always wore her black boots though, unless she was dressing up.<br/>She turned her attention to the Weyrling master and awaited his instruction.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>A'drew looks at the now fully assembled wyerlings. "As you all know classsw are cancled whenever there is a mating flight..." Some of the wyerlings cheered. He wasn't know for being a fun instructor. "However, that does not mean you all get away from me unscathed. Today was supposed to be your first wing flight training, however that will be moved to tomorrow. Instead you all will be changing glows throught the Wyer. Knowing this place like I do, this should take the better part of the day and keep you out of trouble. Just to show I'm not a total joykill though afternoon classes will consist of going to the beach to wash your dragons and have some time off." Most of the wyerlings groaned. Nobody liked Glow duty. "Since you were late Neryma you can assist me while I quiz you constantly about anything I can think of that might pertain to being a gold rider. As for the rest of you, you know where the glows are stored. Get moving."<br/><br/>He pauses as Zeranths message about T'Fan going to the meeting in his stead, and about thread.<em>"Give him my thanks and tell him I'll do my best to make it there. Might have one of the older Wyerlings with me but she could be good material for a gold wing lead someday. As for the rest of the wyerlings, they are to change Glows so let the rest of the caverns know." </em><br/>Zeranths snorts both physically and mentally knowing just wich wyerling his rider was talking about, and he passed on the message to Gorth.