End of Threadfall -- The Foothills

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Date Posted: 23:25:26 03/12/02 Tue
Author: Henrya~Quiyath :: K'ten~Tyenth :: T'liv~Nikath :: Inum�~Shenth :: Kalya~Layath :: T'ben~Rekoth
Subject: End of Threadfall

Henrya patted her green's hide tiredly, mentally, and with a burden of weariness and anxiety for Maj, wherever she had flown. Ready to truck us back to Honshu? she asked the green. Essentially, yes. May I just preen a tad more for the browns and blues? Henrya rolled her eyes. "Only for a bit, then," she whispered. Quiyath strikes a pose and blinks between with a gust of wind that could have been blown by a butterfly. The viridescent hide was gone in a blink to Honshu Weyrhold's Chamber of Olde, coordinates which she had been told about long ago.

K'ten felt slightly disappointed at missing the bulk of the Fall, but his rust-brown dragon seemed contented that once they had joined, they had done their part admirably. Ready to go back, Tyenth? The brown nodded solemnly and fixed, at his rider's request, the image of Honshu's Cliffs in his mind, the pair quickly winking out.

T'liv didn't have to pause long to realize where he would be going. The destination of Fort's Sands was set as easily as anything, and the blue and rider were gone in instants to talk to Weyrwoman Litisha about transferring to High Reaches Weyr.

Inum� and Shenth chose a destination of Igen Weyr main as their point of reference and slipped into between's deep enfolds. A nice, long nap seemed in order for the pair even before a bath.

Kalya told Layath to fly back to Igen Weyrling Barracks and hope that lessons were to be continued soon.

T'ben sent Eastern Weyr main to his bronze's mind and they were soon gone to that area of their home weyr.

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