The Darkest Night[Wesku]

[Samari]

Samari was out fairly soon after the sky went dark. Samarsk was quick to follow behind her, having extra energy to burn. Samari was in good spirits. She went down by the lake, even though the ground was forming a thick frost. It was snowing, so she'd bundled up. It was one of those rare days she actually wore pants. She took a seat by a tree and watched Samarsk stare into the lake.


"Samarsk can see self in water! Samarsk is pretty. Not pretty like Samari."[/color]

[Wesku]

Iggent strolled lazily next to his just as lazy wher. It was dark out, but Iggent didn't mind. He had lived to long in the shadows to not be comfortable in them. In all actuality, it seemed as if the handler wore the night like a second skin.

We are an odd couple of wherries aren't we?

Iggesk looked at his handler as if Iggent were stupid.

We not wherries, Iggent.

Laughing, Iggent pat the creature.

No, I don't suppose we are.

Satisfied that his silly handler had been straightened out, Iggesk continued shuffling and bounding about. They had gone a good way when Iggent noticed a solitary figure a little ways away.

[Samari]

Samari smiled at her wher and danced around, trying to remember her moves that she'd used at a Benden Hold Gather. Everyone seemed to love seeing her dance. She wasn't even aware of the other wher-pair.




"Samari, Samarsk spot a Bronze and His. Samarsk want make friends with Bronze. Maybe PrettySamari woo handler with dancing!"[/color]



She shrugged and kept dancing.

[Wesku]

Iggent noticed the figure moving in a rhythmic way and almost stopped. He didn't want to interrupt anything, but he was new. What harm could meeting one person be? Besides from the excited way Iggesk had begun to shuffle about, Iggent was able to tell that his wher would go say hi whether he came or not.

Iggesk sees gold. Gold look nice. Go meet Gold. Iggent meet Gold handler.

With those words, the large wher was off. Iggesk marched like a wher on a mission. All Iggent could do was follow.

When he got close enough to greet the figure without shouting, Iggent introduced himself.

"Greetings young lady, I am Iggent. That Bronze whirlwind happens to be my wher."

Iggesk was ignoring his handler in favor of trying to greet the Gold.

[Samari]

Samari smiled and waved to the Bronzehandler. She felt like being social tonight. Samarsk was all about greeting the new bronze by dancing around in her own way.



"Samarsk's dance. Samarsk dance too! Hello Bronze! Samarsk say Hi!"[/color]



Samari giggled and shouted to the other handler.



"Hey! It seems my dancing has inspired my gold and possibly your bronze as well!"

[Wesku]

Hello Samarsk! Iggesk say hi too! Iggesk want dance!

Iggesk was overjoyed at the attention he was getting and began an awkward imitation of the Gold's dance. He then decided that he wanted to try his own little shuffle bob thing, and started dancing his version of some dance with fervor.

All the while Iggent had to restrain his laughter. The two whers looked absolutely ridiculous to him, but at the same time absolutely endearing. Looking back at the other handler, Iggent couldn't help but be infected by her enthusiasm.

"Fine night for a wher ball. It's a pleasure to meet you. What were you dancing, if you don't mind me asking?"

[Samari]

Samari chuckled and walked over to Iggent. She watched the two wher's dance.



"I was seeing if I could remember my Gather dance routine. It seems Samarsk knows it and is influencing your wher. They look like they're having fun."




Samark trilled and swayed from side to side, wagging her tail in time with some unheard rhythm.



"Samarsk like to dance. Iggesk dance good too."[/color]

[Wesku]

"Gather dance routine? Were you any good?"

A question like that was probably impolite, but Iggent was an ex-thief. Tact wasn't exactly his middle name. Besides, the girl was at least a decade his junior, he didn't want to seem creepy.

Iggesk sensed his rider's brief moment of amusement at the thought of being creepy and scaring people away. This made Iggesk pause briefly.

Iggent weird. Iggesk go back to dance.

With that dismissal, Iggesk threw some weaving in with his bobbing. The two whers looked completely contradictory to each other in their duet, but that didn't seem to faze them in the slightest.

[Samari]

Samari chuckled and watched the Bronze and her Gold dance around one another.



"Yeah. Everyone had their eyes on me. Samarsk seems to like dancing more than I thought."




"Samarsk like how Iggesk dance. Samarsk like dancing with other whers. Bronzes should dance more."[/color]

[Wesku]

Iggesk nodded his head in approval at Samarsk's words.

Dancing fun. Next time, find others. They dance too.

Iggent could just imagine that, a room filled with dancing whers and their handlers who don't whether to laugh or just move out of the way. It would probably best to move knowing the volatile emotions of a wher.

"Again I pry, but may I ask how many Gathers you danced for and where? Was it a local area?"

Iggent paused and realized he was being a tad rude.

"Or did you do a lot of traveling? Just tell me if I dig to far. I'll stop if you ask."

[Samari]

Samari actually had to think.



"I've danced at every Benden Hold gather since I was 13. I'm 17 now. I had lots of fans. I brought people from all over to see the amazing Samari!"




Samarsk hopped up and down a couple times before spinning and wagging her tail. She liked this wher.



"Samarsk like how you think. Dance be fun. People get happy when Samarsk's dance."[/color]

[Wesku]

Iggent nodded. He had been right, this girl was young, but she seemed like a mature adult so he didn't worry to much. He doubted she would take anything the wrong way.

"I never quite made it to Benden Hold. I must also admit I had never heard of your acts, so if I may so frank, what made them choose you? Who decided, 'Daggum she's good, let's let her dance.'? What was your inspiration?"

Iggent leaned against a convenient tree and waited for her response.

At the same time that his handler was talking, Iggesk was shamelessly basking in the praise he received from Samarsk.

Iggesk like Samarsk dance. Iggesk like dance. Iggesk will make people like dance. Never dance before.

[Samari]

Samari smirked and struck a pose.



"I proved myself one day, just hopping in while the harpers played. A lot of people were inspired by my energy, so they let me continue dancing."



Samarsk trilled again and nuzzled the bronze.



"Samarsk happy that Iggesk like Samarsk dance. Samarsk happy!"[/color]

[Wesku]

Iggesk was a little taken aback at the Gold's forwardness, but he got over that quickly. In fact, after a second or two, Iggesk was practically preening.

Iggesk happy too that Samarsk happy.

The Bronze then hesitantly nuzzled the Gold with a soft trill of his own.

Iggent had to resist rolling his eyes at his wher. Was Iggesk only temperamental with him.

Hmph, figures.

Iggent turned away from the two whers once again, and refocused on Samari.

"You were thirteen. I could never have done that. At thirteen, I was reveling in my ability to disappear."

[Samari]

Samari smiled and tapped her foot on the ground.


"What can I say? I was blessed with rhythm early on. I've always been a bold person."



Samarsk would have blushed if she could. This bronze thought she was special!



"Samarsk glad she meet Iggesk."[/color]

[FaizahPandora]

Lakeen walked calmly with Lakeesk. Night had fallen, and it was a little later than Lakeesk normally emerged, but the doctor had told her to expect that. They had sedated him earlier because he'd tried to attack Kain when he entered her Weyr looking for a run-away kitten.

It was cold tonight, so Lakeen had adorned in her winter clothes, which she found out a little late were considered light wear for the Rocky Mountains. The weather here was much colder than in New York... In fact she couldn't believe the dragons and whers didn't feel this cold, considering they had no fur or feathers to keep them warm.

As they were walking Lakeen noticed two figures standing and talking, so it appeared. If she strained her eyes she could see two other whers. As they approached Lakeen made out the face of the gold wherhandler. This would be interesting. She knew Lakeesk had a crush on the gold Samarsk, and he was always on his best possible behaviour around her. But what would he be like while sedated? So far he was very odd acting. Lakeen had caught the normally violent bronze trilling happily at Maria, whom he normally tried to eat...

They weren't far from the other two handlers, but already Lakeesk had spotted the gold wher. He was lumbering over there as Lakeen turned to the other handlers. He tripped a few times, but it seemed Lakeesk could handle himself. She turned her attention to them. She waited patiently until one of them would notice her. Besides, it was very rude to interrupt people when they were in a conversation...

[Samari]

Samari turned and waved to Lakeen.




"Hi! ...Lakeen, right?"



She smiled and hopped up and down a few times, feeding off of Samarsk's joy.




Samarsk saw the younger Lakeesk and wagged her tail at him.


"Samarsk wave to bronze Lakeesk! Lakeesk want dance with Samarsk?"[/color]

[Wesku]

Iggent turned to the new handler that had walked up. She looked a little older than Samari, but Iggent was still obviously the oldest one there. He was starting to feel a little old with both of these pretty young handlers standing around.

"Greetings Bronze handler. I'm Iggent, another Bronze handler. That's my Bronze, Iggesk."

Iggent motioned towards his wher who had stopped his almost flirtatious behavior with the Gold in favor of greeting the new Bronze.

Hello Lakeesk. Iggesk want say hi. Lakeesk want join Samarsk and Iggesk?

[FaizahPandora]

Lakeen smiled at the two handlers. "Yes. I'm Lakeen Pandora. That's my bronze, Lakeesk." Lakeen looked at the older handler, her fellow bronze handler. "Nice to meet you, Iggen."

Lakeesk greeted Samarsk by extending his neck out and gently touching his nose to hers. He chose to ignore the other bronze until he had greeted Samarsk.