Post by FaizahPandora on Feb 21, 2010 3:02:11 GMT -5
Surth glides up to the near peak of the mountain, before turning on a 92 degree angle and banking slightly to the left. A small opening is seen, but does not seem large enough for the massive dragon to fit through. Sure enough it is not. As he approaches it Surth takes a deep dive, entering a tunnel that can support his size only while streamlined. Faizah is pressed flat against his back, not even daring to breath with the closeness of the passage. She can almost feel the rock scrapping her back.
Surth emerges and immediately unfolds his wings to catch himself. Below him is his Weyr, and the only entrance into it by dragon. There is a small door across from his raised bed that allows Faizah to come and go as she pleases. Faizah thanks Surth and enters her room.
It is refreshing to her to be back. It was the warmest Weyr in the entirety of Rocky, and she and Surth had claimed it as their right as Weyrleaders. Not to mention that Surth was the only dragon that could manuever fast enough to gain entrance. Faizah eagerly looked around at what surrounded her. This was home, and it would remain home until the day she died.
All of the furniture was made of bright red wood, her favorite type just because of the warmness of the wood. Well, all of it except for a worn chest at the side of her bed made of cedar. It was a family heirloom of sorts and had been the only thing that her mother had given her... Besides the DNA for cancer.
At the desk there was her laptop and a few pictures of various pets over the years. If you had asked her about it she would have told you those animals were her children for she had raised them and cared for them and in return they had made her life slightly better before their departure. One the walls she had various posters, mostly of anime or movie characters. Her bed had a beautiful spread of deep wine red and autumn golds, but on top of that was a unique blanket. A maroon color with the portraits of a Lion, Cheetah and Tiger on it. It was also soft on one side and rough on the other. This gave it the ability to keep your temperature just right, either cool or warm, depending upon which side was against your skin.
At the foot of the bed was the dog bed for Faizah's newest dog, a tora-ge akita, Weed. Weed was currently sleeping, not exactly curled up. In fact he was on his back, legs in the air and tongue lolling out of his mouth. He was a very goofy acting pup at all times, but Faizah liked it best when he was a goofy looking, peacefully sleeping pup.
In one corner Faizah had developed a kind of cat scratching post for Reyna, only developed more for the flit. At that moment Reyna was napping on it, her hide especially gold. Faizah shrugged it off. If Reyna was going to Rise then she would have plenty of bronzes to chase her; a thing Faizah had been reprimanded on last time the gold had flowne. She smiled as she flopped ungracefully onto her bed, covering her head with the pillow.
Surth emerges and immediately unfolds his wings to catch himself. Below him is his Weyr, and the only entrance into it by dragon. There is a small door across from his raised bed that allows Faizah to come and go as she pleases. Faizah thanks Surth and enters her room.
It is refreshing to her to be back. It was the warmest Weyr in the entirety of Rocky, and she and Surth had claimed it as their right as Weyrleaders. Not to mention that Surth was the only dragon that could manuever fast enough to gain entrance. Faizah eagerly looked around at what surrounded her. This was home, and it would remain home until the day she died.
All of the furniture was made of bright red wood, her favorite type just because of the warmness of the wood. Well, all of it except for a worn chest at the side of her bed made of cedar. It was a family heirloom of sorts and had been the only thing that her mother had given her... Besides the DNA for cancer.
At the desk there was her laptop and a few pictures of various pets over the years. If you had asked her about it she would have told you those animals were her children for she had raised them and cared for them and in return they had made her life slightly better before their departure. One the walls she had various posters, mostly of anime or movie characters. Her bed had a beautiful spread of deep wine red and autumn golds, but on top of that was a unique blanket. A maroon color with the portraits of a Lion, Cheetah and Tiger on it. It was also soft on one side and rough on the other. This gave it the ability to keep your temperature just right, either cool or warm, depending upon which side was against your skin.
At the foot of the bed was the dog bed for Faizah's newest dog, a tora-ge akita, Weed. Weed was currently sleeping, not exactly curled up. In fact he was on his back, legs in the air and tongue lolling out of his mouth. He was a very goofy acting pup at all times, but Faizah liked it best when he was a goofy looking, peacefully sleeping pup.
In one corner Faizah had developed a kind of cat scratching post for Reyna, only developed more for the flit. At that moment Reyna was napping on it, her hide especially gold. Faizah shrugged it off. If Reyna was going to Rise then she would have plenty of bronzes to chase her; a thing Faizah had been reprimanded on last time the gold had flowne. She smiled as she flopped ungracefully onto her bed, covering her head with the pillow.