Post by shadowreine on Mar 24, 2013 19:09:41 GMT -5
Miriam sat on the ground, her dragon making a good backrest. Riyath was a good way from full-grown, but the green was doing well. She might never be huge...and she would *always* be skinny...but she was as healthy as Miriam's care could make her and buffed and oiled to a shine.
They had to be adults now. The red star...it might well dump Thread on Earth and while Riyath wasn't old enough...
...she was completely healthy. This meant she would never be allowed to clutch. They would need the healthy, normal greens to fly thread. Miriam felt a moment's regret for that, but it was what dragons were for. There had been thoughts before the disaster of at least giving the riders of the "normal" dragons the chance to go to Pern and learn to fight Thread.
Now, they'd have to bring teachers here. "We're going to have to protect these people." And that felt, oddly, right...perhaps had it not she would never have been chosen by a fighting dragon.
They had to be adults now. The red star...it might well dump Thread on Earth and while Riyath wasn't old enough...
...she was completely healthy. This meant she would never be allowed to clutch. They would need the healthy, normal greens to fly thread. Miriam felt a moment's regret for that, but it was what dragons were for. There had been thoughts before the disaster of at least giving the riders of the "normal" dragons the chance to go to Pern and learn to fight Thread.
Now, they'd have to bring teachers here. "We're going to have to protect these people." And that felt, oddly, right...perhaps had it not she would never have been chosen by a fighting dragon.