Dragonhealing [GOLDRIDER LESSON]

[Zen]

Zenelle, Green Verdath :: Talaria

Tanith had announced to Talaria as she woke that Zenelle wished to meet her in the infirmary. After dressing in general riding gear, she had mounted Tanith and flown over, wondering if some dragon had gotten injured badly enough that the experienced dragonhealer needed her help. When she arrived, Zenelle was waiting on the ledge with Verdath and Tanith settled down to let her off. As she dismounted Zenelle met her.

“I would like your help teaching the gold weyrlings some more advanced dragonhealing today.”

She froze and her eyes narrowed, “Why do you need my help? I’m still learning myself. And there’s… only the two of them. You’re more than capable….”

“It is not for my sake I want you there to help, Talaria. It is for you. Teaching is a great way to learn, and some day you will be expected to pass on your knowledge as well. It will be a good start,” she raised an eyebrow at the younger woman, wondering why she seemed so opposed to the idea.

Talaria could not exactly find a good counter argument. If it was to be part of her training there wasn’t any good reason to shirk it. She clenched and unclenched her hands briefly, “Fine.” Thinking about it… Srunae wasn’t really all that bad. She had no idea about the other one, but Srunae at least…. She was maddening and humbling at the same moment, for after their meeting on the beach she felt as if she understood why the Gold had chosen Srunae, and why she never would have chosen herself, and it was a painful realization. Behind her, Tanith huffed and took off from the ledge, winging her way who knows where, for she refused to answer Talaria when she asked.

Zenelle glanced at the Green’s retreating form and the nodded, “Very well then.” Verdath, contact Srunae and Melana to come to the infirmary, please. Tell them they will learn about further dragonhealing today. Verdath shifted and reached out toward the two girls, Srunae and Melana, please come to the infirmary for further training in dragonhealing~ Danovelith and Sularenth should come as well. Her voice was friendly and warm before she retreated once more, letting Zenelle know it had been done. With that, there was nothing left but to wait. Verdath moved off to one side to make room for the growing queens to land when they arrived and Zenelle turned back toward the infirmary, where the queenriders would have to arrive on foot since they had not yet had their first manned flight lesson.

[Rhush]

Srunae : Gold Danovelith

Srunae was, in actuality, somewhat surprised to hear another dragon in her mind, but as it was Verdath's light tone the situation wasn't terribly out of place. It simply meant that today's extra lessons were dragonhealing ones. Gold weyrlings, on top of the lessons given to all the weyrlings in their class, were subjected to several extra lessons that fit into what they, as gold riders and soon to be Junior Weyrwomen, would be dealing with on a regular basis. Scribing, archival, calculations involving food stores; there was a lot of harper-oriented training, and political training taught by the other goldriders, but there was also dragonhealing-Srunae's favorite lessons. She was already fairly versed in much of the harper-oriented learning, having had a harper for a mother, and while the politics of the weyr were intriguing to learn, they were at their most boring to the once beastcrafter; dragonhealing, however, that was truly interesting. Stitching up wings, padding hides, making use of Danovelith's 'gold force' to calm injured wingmates... it was exhilarating to say the least.

It is an interesting set of lessons, I will agree. The other aspects of being a leader of the weyr are still important though, dear. Do not forget them. Srunae rolled her eyes, pulling on her boots and tossing on an overcoat to combat the chill outdoors. While the locals seemed completely unbothered by the wintry chill outside, for Srunae, an Istan native, the temperate climate was considerably cooler than she was used to. Stuffing a sweetroll into her mouth and shivering a little, Srunae started off to the infirmary through the lower caverns while Danovelith found her way out of the barracks and set off across the bowl, prettily beating her honey-golden wings to get into the air. Naturally, Danovelith made it to the location in question first, settling gently down not far from the green and two humans with a soft croon. Srunae will be here in just a moment. The gold softly said, casting her whirling eyes off to the caverns entrance.

A minute or two later, Srunae emerged from the lower caverns, finishing off her sweetroll and smiling. "Hello Zenelle-" Srunae paused then, blinking owlishly at Talaria, as memories flashed through her brain. Danovelith grew still suddenly, head bobbing a little as she subtly glanced at the second greenrider. Talaria didn't hold highly in the gold's mind, but Srunae, on the other hand, offered her hand to Talaria. "Hello again Talaria. Will you be teaching us as well today?" She smiled sheepishly, despite Dano's quiet prodding in the back of her mind. Don't worry Dano; I doubt she'll punch me in front of Zenelle.

[Zen]

Zenelle, Green Verdath :: Talaria

Talaria stood beside Zenelle, glowering at the ground. Zenelle didn’t seem to notice and was shortly distracted by Danovelith’s appearance. She nodded in response to the young Gold and did not have to wait long for her rider to show up. She was pleased to see Srunae, the girl always seemed very attentive and interested in their lessons. It would be nice if at least one of their goldriders would seriously take up dragonhealing and not simply play nurse. Karredy was rather too squeamish for it, though she did her best to help. It was generally Zalmaranth that really did much real help. Talera had a good deal clearer head in the few instances where Zenelle had asked for her help so far, but the young woman was not exactly a dragonhealer. Talaria was a great help, very dedicated and learning fast, but it would be nice to have a Gold AND her rider dedicated to the craft.

Talaria looked up as Zenelle greeted the other woman, and Srunae offered her hand. With a slight narrowing of the eyes, she took it firmly in her own, “I will do my best to teach you, anyway. I am still learning myself. Zenelle insists it is a good way to learn.” She threw a sideways glance at the older woman, who simply smiled. She was too nice for her own good sometimes.

Zenelle cleared her throat briefly, “I’ll let you get started with Srunae then, Talaria. Melana should be here shortly. Start with a review and go from there. It will be good for both of you. Feel free to use Verdath any way you see fit, she’s used to it by now, and loves the attention besides.” She threw a fond glance at the Green, who seemed amused. She stretched her wings lazily, revealing the mass of scar tissue from a particularly horrid Threadscore not so long ago, the one that had her permanently reassigned from the fighting Wings to the Queen’s Wing.

Talaria grimaced as she caught sight of it. Her dragon’s injury was something of a sore spot with Zenelle. And with Talaria too. Zenelle had been much too panicked to work on her own dragon and it had been left in Talaria’s hands… Zenelle was able to pull herself together well enough to direct, but her hands shook and she kept breaking out into fits of tears. Hardly any condition to heal anything. Talaria sighed and looked back at Srunae. Zenelle had first begun dragonhealing lessons sparingly with the two new Goldriders when their dragons had reached 6 months of age, after they’d taken their first flights and were becoming more independent. Something about it being better on the Golds to have grown up a little before learning to exercise their will over other dragons for healing purposes. Something about their riders too, but she had stopped paying attention back then, not wanting to be talking about the Golds or their riders at all.

“You’ve had at least a few lessons already. Anatomy and first aid are all covered in early basic weyrling training, so I assume you have all that down, however I have no idea how much you have already learned from Zenelle in your… more private lessons,” she crossed her arms over her chest, almost defensively, but also perhaps to give her hands something to do. She really didn’t want to punch Srunae again. Really. It had been a mistake she did not wish to repeat, “So give me a summary of what you’ve learned already. I do not want to waste time trying to teach you something you already know.”

[Rhush]

Srunae : Gold Danovelith

Srunae smiled softly at Talaria as she took her hand and shook, taking note of the slight narrowing of the other woman's eyes. "I'm sure you will do fine, Talaria." Why exactly she was comforting the greenrider, Srunae wasn't entirely sure. Something just seemed... off about her. It was like she was nervous or something outside of the usual tension that she nearly emanated each time she passed Srunae in the caverns.

Srunae turned her attention to Zenelle then, as the woman cleared her throat for their attention. So Talaria would be working with Srunae then? Danovelith squawked indignantly in the back of Srunae's mind, careful not to vocalize her thusfar fairly veiled dislike of the situation. I am not sure how comfortable I feel about this, darling. Nonsense. You worry too much dear. Danovelith huffed and retreated to a corner of Srunae's mind, occupying herself with examining Verdath's wing injuries for a time.

Srunae shook her head, taking a good long look at the spiderwebbed scar tissue over Verdath's wings as well, and then turned her attention to Talaria, who seemed occupied for the moment. Thinking maybe? It didn't take long for the greenrider to become all business, however, as Talaria turned her attention back to the gold weyrling and posed a question to her. "Oh, yes." Srunae said thoughtfully, nodding as the woman pointed out that she should already have background in anatomy and first aid. As for her private lessons... Srunae tilted her head owlishly as she went over in her mind what she had already picked up.

"As of late we have been practicing making use of Danovelith's 'gold force' abilities to induce calm and ease pain." She tapped her chin a few times before continuing, "We also have had a lesson on the various tools and supplies of a healer." They weren't terribly far through Danovelith's 7th month yet, so there hadn't been many extra dragonhealing lessons up to that point. They certainly hadn't yet practiced subduing injured dragons; that seemed like something that was situational... and also something for towards the end of the month, once the other basics were picked up.

Danovelith hummed warmly in the back of Srunae's mind. Perhaps I should try subduing your impromptu teacher.