Post by PhazonDragon on Nov 12, 2010 14:51:56 GMT -5
With the flitter still in his hand, Lawrence reached out to take the bowl from Faizah’s hand. He dipped his head, hurriedly dropping his eyes to the ground under his feet, refusing to make eye contact with the Weyrwoman. She was nice enough to hand him the meat for his new fire lizard, and she seemed to harbor no hatred towards the touchy weyrling. “Thank you,” he ashamedly murmured, and Lawrence shuffled away from the Weyrwoman, and the rest of the crowd, to a spot in the back. He was careful to steer clear of the giant blue-green chimera that decided to attend. Brynath, of Hy’ka... Lawrence dully noted.
In his hand, Vincent chirped, hungry and still waiting for food. He paced on the weyrling’s hand, nearly falling over the edge, which caused Lawrence to glare down at the creature. “Hey. Vincent. Calm down...” Peering up and around, the bronze weyrling saw no one nearby, much to his enjoyment. No one would bother him. Setting Vincent on his shoulder, Lawrence picked out some strips of meat and hand-fed the blue flitter. “There you go... Hungry? Sorry it took so long...” he whispered to the fire lizard.
