Post by Rhush on Oct 14, 2012 19:22:48 GMT -5
Srunae
Okay Srunae. Deep breaths. Deep breaths.
The short brunette was climbing the stairs to the Weyrleader's weyr, a rather large tome clutched in her arms. Why was she instructing herself to breathe? Well... because she was about to try and convince the man to let her borrow his office to teach the new Gemglider owners about their pets, should they want to. And, quite frankly...
The man made her nervous.
Zeek crooned in her left ear, nuzzling His with an indigo head and black fur that tickled her jaw. His was so worried! Why was she so worried? Surely whatever was about to transpire was either going to be extremely dangerous or extremely nerve-wracking. Did it have something to do with the strange rider-man and his gold pretty lady? He had been bothering His a lot lately about his gold pretty lady.
On Srunae's right shoulder, Floret was emanating love to her worried bonded, deciding that Hers should not be so worried. Rider-men were rider-men, all of them, and none of them should worry her as such. She handled the rider-man with the gold bossy lady well enough. This rider-man should be just as easy!
Comforted by her gemgliders and their attempts to calm her, Srunae stopped before the Weyrleader's door and clutched the large tome in her arms tighter. Just take a deep breath, it'll be alright. She thought, inhaling heavily and exhaling slowly. Careful not to displace either of her gemmies or drop the large book, the beastcrafting candidate rather gingerly knocked on the door. Floret took to prettying up the woman's long, dark, ribboned braid as it hung off her right shoulder, and Zeek prepared to see if some monster would pop out of this door before him.
Srunae, on the other hand, felt even shorter than she actually was. Hopefully the man heard her knock, but just to make sure, she knocked again, a little more confidently this time. Okay, here we go.