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Eisel snuck a glance at Z'Arian as he talked to his bronze. Umbrielth picked up her train of thought and rumbled in amusement. She, however, appeared to be just as infatuated with Vrätoth. She crooned and flicked her tail so it just brushed the bronze's haunch, her eyes swirling a contented blue. Eisel hid a giggle in the warm scent of Umbrielth's hide. She slid down from her queen's neck and sat on the gilded back, studying Z'Arian bemusedly.

Why do you worry so? They have never been late for my flight. I would not let any such dragon fly me. Saterth looked at Lintana almost puzzledly.
"But they are gone Saterth. They flew between and I can no longer feel or hear them!" Lintana sifled a sob.

N'lor laughed at his dragons response. You are truely going to get us into a bunch of trouble!

Z'Arian made a catching motion and started pestering Vrätoth. DOn't have too much fun. he noted when he saw a glisten in the bronze's eyes. They were both going to have to get used to the new setting, but as far as he could tell, the dragons were having no problem at all. He hoped that all would go well with Eisel, and so far, it had. He turned on the bronze dragon and drew his sword playfully, hoping to catch his attention. The bronze caught the blade with a talon and swished it to the side, knocking it out of his hand. At this, Z'Arian plopped to the ground and laughed.

I promise J'rel will be back. He will still be flying Tarketh. You will see. Now you should be getting to work. Saterth nudged her rider gently.
Lintana quickly brought herself together. She was not used to wheeping but found it easy to control. SHhe straighted up, no use argueing with a dragon. She felt for the two new weyrmates and laughed.
Tell your riders to get to work! Lintana said to their two dragons. She pulled out some of her numbweed and headed down to the medical hall.

Eisel glanced at Z'Arian and wrapped her hands around the hilt, lifting it unsteadily. It was heavy, too heavy for her to really do much more than get the tip off the ground. She put it back down gently, looking at Z'Arian again and trying to imagine how strong he really was. She frowned as Umbrielth clued her in on Lintana's amused orders. "Ugh," she quipped in response, digging a leather cord out of her boot and using it to tie her hair back out of the way for her trip to the herdsman. They were invariably goodnatured but rather fond of skipping showers.

Lintana reached the medical hall and entered quietly. A few of the weyrfolk greeted her, most just nodded, used to her as a visiter. She made it down to N'lor's room and entered in good spirits.
"Good morning my young friend."

N'lor looked surprised to be visited by the head weyrwoman.
"Uh...hello...."

He scratched the back of his head with his right hand. "Ha...right. We'll see how that goes." He looked at her with a smile. "It'll probably be short and to the point. I'm terrible at speeches."