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It is breezy and breezes are good for my wings! I will fly soon, my friend!
"But the weyrling master has already asked me to get you to stop this! You aren't ready!"
He is wrong, I am ready!
A'rd stood with his hair blowing stiffly back over his shoulders, and his eyes narrowed to the wind. Trelerth was poised at the edge of the Starstone ridge of the weyr, with his wings angled into the wind. He did look about to take off, A'rd thought.
But the weyrling master would have nothing of it.
Then again, A'rd had rarely been known to really follow orders from people who didn't see the hand before their face unless they were expecting it.
"Let me harness you," A'rd said, turning to the caverns below. "At least let me get into trouble with you, instead of without you!"
See what happens when he arrives!
