The greenrider lands... -- Igen Perches

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Date Posted: 04:26:25 12/22/01 Sat
Author: Rhiannon~*~Kyinth
Subject: The greenrider lands...

The brilliant, and rather large, green regally bends a forearm to allow her rider to dismount, then lays in the sun, thrumming contentedly. Taking a hard scale-brush off of a shelf, Rhiannon begins the rather tedious yet contradictorily pleasing process of grooming her lifemate. Pausing to idly scratch Kyinth's eyeridges, she then continues the process, humming under her breath and thinking. So much had changed since she had left, but she was so glad that she had returned. Although there were many new faces, and many old ones were gone, the places were still the same. And there was still Kyinth.

Now that thread had returned, she shouldn't have any trouble finding things to keep her occupied. And there was the entire library to explore in her free-time, and two continents as well. She might ever be able to find out where Alara and Ritaki were at present, had she the time, which she extremely doubted. And she'd have to get a word in with the Weyrlingmaster-- she had always liked youngsters, and with such a large clutch on the sands, he was likely to need assistance.

These thought running through her mind, she continues, entirely oblivious to her surroundings.

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