L'spen and Treth

L'spen and Treth listened attentively to R'mir, the weyrlingmaster as he gave instructions to his eager pupils. Today, they would continue their drills between to the various holds, weyrs, and halls. It was a long process, but a necessary one. This was only the third day of drills, and there were at least a week or more to go before they would be turned loose to practice on their own.

Idily, L'spen's attention wandered to the small insect on his boot, to a fair of fire-lizards overhead, to the smells coming from the lower caverns. Lunchtime wasn't for another 3 hours at least and he was starving! Then, realizing he missed some of the instructions, he turned back to R'mir resolving to keep attentive.

At last, they were permitted to mount their dragons. "Treth, I thought we'd never get airborn," L'spen said to his bronze. "While you were wandering, R'mir said he wants to take us first to Crom, then to Southern Bowl, and last to Fort hold before returning to the weyr. We are also stopping at numerous minor holds and cots on the way," the eager bronze told his rider.

Grateful that one of them had been paying attention, L'spen tightened his straps and fastened his helmet. It was going to be a long time before lunch.

Bronze Treth

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Treth is from Snow Valley Weyr

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