Sari couldn't add even one more word to the note she was affixing to the preening gold's leg.  There just wouldn't have been room for it on the parchment.  A single tear trailed its way down her nose to splatter on her work table.  "<em>OK lovey, now you remember where to take it? and to whom you are to give it?"</em>Her little gold cooed in assent.<br/>Sari pictured both man and place in vivid detail in her mind just in case. OK Lyric go, take the message, and in a count of three, the fire lizard was off.<br/>Sari's tears threatened to fall harder now, but with a stiff spine, she refused to allow that to happen.<br/>Roni's soft alto rumbled a hesitant concern in Sari's mind, "<em>OK?"</em><br/>"Just being silly my own."  Sari sniffed and shook out her hair.<br/>Confused at her rider's words Ronith asked, "How can missing what you love be silly?"  Sari had to laugh as the tone in Roni's voice was just like that of her three year old nephew.  She could imagine Roni's head tilted to one side as she asked it too!<br/>"<em>I don't know the answer to that, Roni.  I just don't know."</em><br/>Sari picked up the almost finished riding tack and set about working the hardy leather to the subtleness she preferred.  Some itchy feeling in her bones told her it wouldn't be long until she would need the leathers in the most urgent way.  Heaving a huge sigh, Sari knew she had two options--make more friends, or ... try and talk to A'drew again about what was going on. Sari grimmaced at the thought.