Br'man
and Risth The blue dragon - almost full grown now - was fast asleep on his couch near the front of the small weyr at the top of a long flight of stairs. Inside, sitting cross-legged on the ground was his rider, Br'man. Taking advantage of his time, the bluerider was dutifully checking his flying straps when Bronzerider D'nerek entered the weyr. "Br'man, do you have a minute?" D'nerek asked. "What can I do for you Bronzerider?" replied Br'man. "Oh, nothing much, it's just that I think you and Risth are ready to join my wing..." he let the sentence trail off as his mouth widened into a broad grin. Surprise, and then excitement appeared on Br'man's face. "Man, that's great!" "You're not bothered that half the wing riders are female?" D'nerek probbed. "Shells, no!" Br'man exclaimed, "female riders aren't as reckless as us men, and they tend to pay attention better."
Turning back to D'nerek, Br'man revealed, "My sister just gave birth to a healthy baby boy. I'm an uncle!" "Another thing to be congratulated for! Why don't you get on over to see your new nephew and then join the wing for practice this afternoon?" "It's a deal. Now if I can just wake Risth?..." |
